In what could be deemed as aggressive, I grabbed her head, fisting a good amount of her hair, then I pulled it down and drove my tongue inside her mouth. My other hand squeezed her breast, but it was unpleasantly still confined by her gown so I ripped the cloth with ease. Her breasts spilled free then.
Heavily turned on by the feel of the two smooth globes, I disengaged from our kissing and suckled on one taut peak. I drew out a loud and exquisite moan from her and I took this as an invitation to suckle her more.
“Aero...” she groaned under her breath, basking on the feel of my mouth sucking her nipple. I felt her hands grow impatient, touching my chest, and feeling for the tensed muscles.
“Undress for me, please,” she requested.
Pausing, I straightened my spine and just as ordered, took off my clothes from the coat down to my undershirt, followed by my boots and pants. Lying under me, she raced to undress herself. Since it was a one-piece dress, she won by a sweet minute.