You have a plan to get her to stay and take things further

You clink your glass against Lin's a little too hard, tipping it towards her and splashing all over her t-shirt.

"Eeep!" she exclaims, pushing her chair back, and standing to her feet.

"I'm so sorry!" You apologize. Grabbing a napkin, you dab at her neck, then her shirt, brushing against her breast. "We better get your shirt washed right away, so it doesn't stain. I can lend you one of mine."

"Yeah, this is one of my favorite shirts," Lin says, as she pulls it off. Underneath, she has a plain white bra. She immediately blushes and turns away from you, folding her arms across her chest.

"Okay, I'll be right back," you say. When you return, you've discarded your own shirt, and Lin looks up in surprise.

"Being the girl scout that you are, I knew you wouldn't want me to waste water just washing one shirt," you explain. "So I threw in some of my laundry as well, including the shirt I was wearing. Come on, let's go up to my room and get some clean shirts."

On the way down the hall, you can't help glancing over and checking out the cute teen's body.

"I know," Lin says in a small voice as you enter your room. "They aren't as big as Claire's. All the guys keep saying how she's so hot."

You turn to her and run your hand through her long black hair. "Well, I can't see much beneath the bra, but I'm sure your breasts are perfect. Size isn't everything."

"W-would you like to see more?" Lin asks hesitantly, her cheeks turning a rosy pink.

"I'd love to," you say with a smile. The cute teen reaches behind her, but she is so flustered by the prospect of taking off her bra in front of you that she fumbles with the clip.

"Here, allow me." You lean over and reach around her, your lips brushing against her neck. "They're beautiful. You're beautiful," you say, as her bra falls to the floor. She looks away blushing, embarrassed by your compliment. "In fact, I don't want to just look at your breasts, I want to feel them..." you gently squeeze her breast before taking your thumb and rubbing her nipple. Lin gasps and looks up at you in surprise.

You kiss her tenderly, and she moans against your mouth as you continue to massage her breast. Her arms wrap around your neck and she pulls herself closer. As your tongue pushes passed her parted lips and you kiss her more passionately, your other hand makes its way down, your fingers dancing along her bareback. When you reach the hem of her shorts, your other hand joins in. You break off your kiss and pull down her shorts along with her panties, before pushing her gently onto your bed.

"John!" Lin gasps, breathless.

"And I want to taste them." You pounce on her and begin sucking on one breast while squeezing the other. Your other hand runs down her soft stomach, making it's way to the prize between her legs. Your fingers brush against her pussy lips teasingly, and Lin moans, bucking beneath you.

Suddenly you stop and push yourself up. You look down at her seriously. "You are so beautiful, I want to taste and feel every part of your body. But just tell me to stop and I will."