Jake's fingers danced across my nipples, squeezing gently and making me groan in pleasure. He lifted my shirt and stared at my hardened nipples through my bra. I tensed, and Jake sat up and moved back on the bed, giving me some space.
āIām sorry, sweetheart. Was that too much?ā I could see the worry in his eyes as I took a deep breath.
āI just didnāt want you to see all my scars,ā I whispered, f...