She was crazy, wasn’t she? Crazy to let him in and give this a go. Lu’s fingers stayed securely gripping his belt loops until they pushed up under his shirt, running her nails along his rib cage hard enough to leave a small red trail in it’s wake. She gave a small whimper when he bit her neck, but stepped back enough from him that she could peel her shirt off, glancing up at him the entire time. “Your turn," she muttered as she motioned for his shirt.
He watched her taking of her shirt, his eyes roaming over her. He let his hands trail down the length over her body, following every move of his own hands. He let out another breath as he himself slipped out of his shirt, it didn't take him long to find her body again, brushing his large hands over her stomach and over to her back, letting one of them grip her bra, popping it open.
















