"What makes you think I want that?" He pulled her toward him and pressed his lips against hers, burying his hand in her hair. He wasn’t going to sit by and do the smart thing. He was giving in to the reckless part of him. He tugged her shirt over her head. Her breasts were medium-sized with pink tips and perfect. He wanted to find out if one would fit in his mouth. He bent and sucked as much as he could into his mouth, tongue swirling, teeth nipping. He palmed the other breast rolling nipple between his thumb and middle finger. His other hand was busy trying to touch all of her exposed skin. He stood and ran both his hands over her arms, along her sides, through her hair. 