that left me standing on my fire escape earlier tonight. He lifts my sopping wet tank top over my head exposing my breasts, my nipples were taut and small from the cold. He kneels down placing a hand over one breast, his mouth over the other nipple, the warmth from him felt comforting. I moan as his teeth gently clasp my nipple, his tongue flicking it. He pinches my other nipple at the same time. I lean my head back as a gasp escapes. My knees weaken. I’m so cross with him