Chapter 29: Tonight(2)(R18+)
Maggie wanted to speak, but the words never came.
Her gaze locked onto his, unwavering, intense. She wanted this, and she was well aware of this.
For a brief moment, her eyes shifted toward Tonya.
'She's asleep.' Maggie thought.
'Maybe... maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I didn't do anything...' Turning her head away, she lifted a hand to her mouth, stifling the soft moans rising in her throat.
Behind her, Steve continued as he pressed himself against her, his hardened length nestled against the softness of her massive curves.
He pressed himself closer, his hand gliding through her and exploring the soft swell of her breast through the fabric.
It was full, warm, and yielding beneath his touch—but it still wasn't enough. Not like before. The sensation was there, but the intensity, the thrill that had gripped him earlier, was missing. He craved more. He craved everything.
Driven by that hunger, he withdrew his hand only for a second—just long enough to grip the edge of her nightdress.
No hesitation, no second thoughts.
With a sharp, impatient pull, he yanked the fabric of her night dress down, and his breath hitched — stolen by the sight that greeted him. Her breasts spilled free in a glorious cascade, heavy and ripe, the supple curves bouncing with the release.