She unbuttoned his shirt.
His breathing was quick. He impatiently removed his shirt and tossed it down. His hands slid around her head, deepening the kiss. His fingers moved down, under her top, over her skin, sending a rush of sensations to every inch of her body.
"Oo…" She moaned and ran her fingers down his chest, then to his tummy, which was hard, dipped, and rippled in the right places.
Then her top joined his shirt on the floor.
He broke apart and marveled at her, especially her breasts, which were hidden behind a red silky bra.
"Beautiful," he murmured, his thumbs running over her breasts, looking for her nipples.
She ran her fingers further down to the button of his trousers, her eyes locked with his.
They soon got rid of the rest of their clothes, which piled up on the floor.
