Mandy had read many things, but that reaction you just couldn't process from reading. The way his eyes looked, as though begging her for more...
She was oblivious to her exposed breasts, and when his lips caught her nipple, her laughter turned to a moan. Her hand that had been reaching for the container dropped to his hair, holding his head against her.
"Oh gods," she moaned as heat pooled between her legs, her head dropping back to expose more of her long, smooth skin to him. She pressed against his lap, seeking friction for the desire that had sprung up in her the moment his lips had closed around her nipple.
Screw the chicken, she thought as her fingers threaded in his hair and moved down to caress his back and shoulders. She shrugged out of the shirt, wanting to feel skin on skin, again. "More," she said on a breathless moan.