As she stretched her arms above her head, swaying gently with the quieter tempo of this section (music), Chase imagined her spread against the chocolate brown sheets on his bed. She’d move just like that, maybe sigh like a spring breeze as he shoved his cock into her pussy. That would be their only point of contact, just his cock buried up inside her, so he could look down at her, watch her body move. He’d pull out and shove back in again just to watch her writhe around. He wondered what she sounded like, what she looked like when she came. If he was lucky, maybe he’d find out soon.