Her words came out half-teasing, half-vulnerable, jealousy laced with desire, like she was daring me to prove her wrong while her body already begged for reassurance. She kept her hips rolling in slow, needy circles, ass cheeks spreading slightly around the ridge of my cock through the sundress, soaking the thin fabric even more between her thighs.
I moved my hand, sliding it around to her right ass cheek, and gave it a firm, possessive squeeze. The flesh overflowed my palm, so soft yet firm, still warm from the way she'd been grinding against me earlier. My fingers dug in deeper, kneading the thick, juicy meat.
"You know how hot your ass looks in this sundress?" I said, my voice dropping to a rough whisper right against her ear as I squeezed harder. My fingers dug deeper into the soft, plump flesh, kneading the thick cheek like it belonged to me, and it did.
