AVERY’S POV:
I didn’t wait for him to repeat himself. I scrambled up, kneeling on the bed as the sheets slid down my waist, leaving my skin bare from my chest to my navel. I didn’t care. Not about modesty. Not about anything except pulling the polo over his head, my fingers working fast as I removed it and tossed it aside.
"You have the most beautiful body I've seen," Axel murmured, his voice reverent.
I scoffed, tilting my head. "Flattery. You’ve seen way better female anatomy than mine."
"You’re right, I have." He didn’t deny it, didn’t even hesitate. "But yours is perfection."
Heat rushed up my neck, and suddenly, I was clutching the sheets again, wrapping them around me like armor.
Axel only smirked, sitting upright and flexing, his muscles shifting under a canvas of dark
