38. Jessica.

One hand wraps around my waist, and he presses me against his rock-hard body, crashing his lips onto mine. A gasp escapes my lips as I eagerly kiss him back, craving more intimate contact. It's intense, unlike any kisses I've experienced before, causing my brain to melt and my insides to scorch, my desire pooling between my legs. I hold onto his neck, digging my fingers into his skin, kissing him passionately.

Our bodies pressed tightly together, Devon carries me to the bed while keeping our lips locked. I moan as his fingers brush past my breasts, already hard and sensitive. He senses my pleasure and cups his hands around them, sending waves of pleasure through me. He runs his fingers under my breasts, feeling them through the fabric, and I moan, arching my back against his touch, wanting more.

A deep groan escapes his lips, his body glistening with sweat. He begins to pull up the straps of my nightgown, but I take over, pulling it down to my waist and climbing on top of him. This sur