"You don't think you're done do you?" he asked me quietly. "We aren't even close to finishing." I looked up at him. Dark sincerity in his eyes, as his hand slid down to cup my breast. My nipple stood erect under the warmth of his hand. Even through a thin shirt his heat was enough to burn against my cool skin. I couldn't help but drop eye contact with him. A blush crept to my face. He hadn't been up to two times in one da...