"You're pushing it, Corey." I flip her on top of me. She squeals, but I overpower her easily, and then I sit up. "I'm pushing it? You think you can wear those panties then bend over right in fucking front of me and I'm not gonna be turned on by that? I've been thinking about what you're wearing under that skirt since you walked out of that stadium. Since you were sitting on my fuckin' car." I hook my thumbs under her skirt and push it up. My hands cup her ass perfectly. It's tight and firm, fitting in my palms like perfection. Like it was made for me. "What"