Instead of answering, Phei pulled her closer and their bodies met smoothly in that deliberate motion — front-to-front, chest-to-chest, the full length of her pressed against the full length of him.
Christ, now that Phei was actually holding her this intimately, he realized she was softer than he'd let himself imagine.
Soft in all the places that made his hands itch to explore her whole body right here and now with no delay... he was dying to do exactly that.
Catrina's tits pressed warm and yielding against Phei's chest through the thin fabric of her top and his jacket, the round weight of them shifted with every shaky breath she took; and Phei felt it like a live current straight to his cock.
