Chapter 33

Yes.

Eric’s hand tickled up under her shirt, and Mike’s flipped up the edge of her skirt to rub over her hip. She turned to kiss Mike as Eric suckled her ear, one hand brushing over her left breast. Her nipple instantly hardened beneath his hand through the lacy fabric and he cupped it, squeezed it gently, then pulled the bra down to palm her tit. His skin was smooth on her own, and warm, and when the cool night air danced over her nipple, it hardened like a diamond between his fingers.