Chapter 7

Bruce put her down on her feet. They came together in a kiss. This kiss was more aggressive, hungrier. Margo could feel his hands loosening the knot at the bottom of her blouse. Bruce smoothed the shirt off her shoulders and down her arms. She shook her wrist to be rid of the top. He started pulling the end of her tank top out of her jeans as she grabbed the bottom of his black polo shirt. Bruce raised his arms to let her pull it over his head. Tossing it quickly to the side, he pulled her tank top off, exposing her breasts to the night air. He got on his knees and then unzipped her jeans. Then he pulled them and her panties down to her knees. Bruce dipped his middle finger into her folds as he took a pink nipple into his mouth.

Margo moaned as his finger rubbed her clit. His tongue swirled around her areola. He pulled back and blew on it. She quivered and moaned as it budded and tingled. Bruce attacked her other breast with hunger. It hardened in his mouth. His tongue flicked it, ma