Miserable

Pushing her crop top above her chest, I was grateful for the light that was on that enabled me to see Megan's full bulging breast trying to escape her bra into my hands to be cuddled.

My lips curled sexily to one side of my mouth as I heard Megan mutter a few incoherent words I couldn't make outa correct sentence from them.

She smiled brilliantly at me and closed her eyes halfway.

"Look at me, babe," I urged her to open her eyes.

I wanted her not to only experience this feeling, but I also wanted to look at her deep black eyes as she enjoyed it. When she finally opened her eyes, they were covered with unshed tears making me wonder if I had hurt her or not.

Rolling from her body, I sat on the chair staring at her with bewilderment.

"I am sorry, cupcake, have I hurt you in any way?" I inquired as a mist of confusion clouded my reasoning.

Sitting straightly, Megan sent her cold hands to touch me.