Maggie raised her arms to help him get her top off, then slid her hands slowly down over her breasts, squeezing them gently and stroking her fingertips over her already hardened nipples. Every sensation was breathtaking, his hands on her back, his hips driving him even deeper inside her, the night air on her nearly naked body. She arched her back and her hands moved to his head again. She gently guided his head to her chest, wanting to feel his tongue and his mouth on her breasts.