He knelt and unfastened her jeans, grazing his palms down her sides and pushing the denim down her hips along with the lacy panties she wore. Her narrow waist flared dramatically to her wide hips. His hands kept sliding down over her creamy thighs, their softness and warmth making his palms tingle. She stood perfectly still while he explored skin as perfect and flawless as alabaster. He heard a sharp intake of breath when he grazed his fingertips along the juncture of her hip and pelvis, tracing the perfect little triangle of coarse, dark hair trimmed to a point just above the cleft of her p***y. He glanced up and met her eyes, low-lidded and bright with desire. His eyes traveled beyond her face to his brother’s blue-eyed stare, his wordless suggestion as clear to Dimitri as if his twin ha
