Mirabella's Pov
My demands flood his eyes with desperation, causing the hazel orbs to darken. I don’t break his stare when I slowly slide off the bed on my feet and begin to slowly, seductively discard my dress.
I slide the sleeves down my shoulders and drag the stretchy, tight material down until it’s pooled around my ankles.
I reach for my bra next, smiling in mischief when my husband’s eyes tightens harder, a grunt escaping him.
The lacy bra falls to the ground. And I am left in nothing but my thong.
Yep, I pulled it back up earlier.
My husband’s breathing grows erratic and unsteady. Two steps brings him extremely close to me, causing me to force in a sharp gasp at the close proximity of our bodies.
“Turn around for me, baby.” He says, his voice hushed. I obey his demand. His bod
