She didn't let herself focus on feeling embarrassment on uncertainty now she was closer to being bare. Ana's breasts weren't exactly big but they were form and they were hers. The rest of her was smooth creamy skin on a body that was healthy but soft.

Pulled against him, Ana groaned to feel how hard he was. She felt proud that she could affect a man in such a way and ground down against him, making a sound that was just plain needy. Her grip on her control was slipping with every touch.

She let her upper garments flow to the floor, raising her hands to pull his mouth to hers, moaning at the way his chest felt against hers. More, she wanted more.