He sat up and helped her remove his shirt, and the appreciative look in her eyes made him grateful for the time he put in at the gym. Being physically fit for his job was important, but seeing the effect it had on Erika in that moment was even more fulfilling. He reached for the base of her sweater and slid it slowly up her body. Her lower stomach, her belly button, her ribs all came into view in a devilishly slow reveal and he was buzzing with anticipation as he raised the fabric higher...revealing bare, perfect breasts.

His jaw dropped. No bra. Fuck me.

She shrugged. “You were right about the ski suit being too small. A bra wouldn’t fit.”

“You’ve been braless all day?” he asked, peeling the fabric up over her head and tossing it aside. Immediately he cupped the soft mounds with perky erect nipples begging to be fondled. It’s a good thing he hadn’t known or they may never have gotten out of his truck.

“Yes.” Her eyes closed at his touch and her head fell backward onto the thin-as-paper pillow, a soft sigh escaping her. “That feels amazing.”

His eyes raked over her flat stomach and thin waist as his hands continued to knead and massage, his fingers pinching the hardened buds until her breathing became labored. A turned-on woman had to be the sexiest thing on the planet. The way her body reacted to his touch, his kiss had him feeling dizzy. He needed to be closer to her. Feel every inch of her pressed against him. “What do you like, Erika? Tell me what you want.”

“More of this. Much more of this,” she said as he kissed along her collarbone and down to her breasts. Capturing one nipple in his mouth, he sucked gently, twirling his tongue around it until she was almost panting.

“You like that?” he asked.

“Yes,” she whispered, guiding his head to the other breast.

He happily obliged. He could lick and suck on these amazing breasts all night long.

“I want you so bad,” she said.

Climbing off her quickly, he undid his ski pants and pulled them off, along with his underwear.

From the cot, she watched, her eyes falling to his exposed, erect cock. “Excited?” she asked, the teasing glint in her eyes torturing him.

“Little bit,” he said. He reached for her pants and removed them, dragging the fabric of the yoga pants along with them and tossing the clothing to the floor. He was desperate to remove the underwear as well, but he needed confirmation that things weren’t moving too quickly. That she was still okay with this.

And for the first time, a look of hesitation flashed in her eyes.