Chapter 37. Memories (2)

Kendrick's POV

The game of the night.

Hope's nipples were hard enough to rub against the palm of my hand. Could I make her cum just by stimulating her top? It was a good challenge. I pulled my lips away from hers, ending the kiss, but letting a trickle of saliva drip into her mouth, which was still ajar. With her eyes wide open, Hope stared at me with a mixture of pleasure and doubt.

I brought my left hand to her face and stroked it lightly, in an intimate and tender gesture, much more than purely sexual. Hope leaned in for more contact, and I let her. Her sigh of acceptance was all I had been looking for to make sure I could continue.

I slid my hands down the side of her body, reaching up to her dress and pulling it up, I noticed that it was caught between her wrists, I ripped the two straps, finally freeing her once and for all from any fabric, if she wanted, now would be the time to break free and ask to stop. I held my breath and waited.

"Condom...