His hand found my breast again and squeezed gently, circling my nipple with the soft surface of his palm. I took the opportunity to pull his t-shirt f...rom where it had been tucked into his shorts. I pulled it up as far as I could, then he reached for the edges and tugged it over his head. When he wrapped his arms around me again, he pulled me from the wall and pushed my back toward pallet of wine I had been standing on. Without breaking our kiss, he reached under my thighs on each side of him. ” She was adorable.“You do realize, Hope, that I haven't touched you? At all?”She paused to reflect, but only briefly. “Jesus, yes. But... Please...” She stammered.“'Please' what?”Her eyes went wide open in panic. “Please fuck me, Ryan. Oh my God, I need you to fuck me now. Please fuck me. Please fuck me.”“Okay, Hope,” I offered. Her eyes had been holding so much tension that they hadn't closed in who knew how long. Finally, she relaxed enough to blink, and a tear escaped each eye. Both of them don’t mind being cuddled in the night.And it’s Friday night, no schedule for Saturday morning, so... Haley woke to my suppressed whimper. “You okay, baby?” she asked.“Yeah. Deena’s biting me.”“Oh. Kiss me, then...”One AM is a good time for three orgasms – one apiece, then it ended with Deena squeezing in between me and Haley. “My reward for a good idea.”It was a good idea.0800, though, bladder’s more insistent than the non-existent alarm clock on Saturday morning.I ease out of the. Here was a woman who had grown up ruled by a passionate desire to right any perceived wrongs against herself or her sister. Practically a tomboy, but for all her small stature, she'd scrapped like a demon, and had probably been in more fights as a child than he had over the course of his entire life. Adulthood hadn't changed her much – she could flare up like a sunburst, but when the fire at last died down, she was sweetness and light, the soul of apology, giving back love far more easily than.