Cora’s pov.
I pulled my shirt over my head and let it fall to the ground.
All that was left on me was my bra and my low hanging jeans.
Creed’s eyes devoured me.
He took in every inch of me with his eyes, starting from my hair that now fell over my collarbones a little down to my face where my expression was mocking and enticing them down to my torso where my chest rose and fell from how hard it was to breath.
I hated how affected I was by his stare. I was supposed to be messing with him, not the other way around damn it.
I teased the strap of my bra, but I didn’t take it off. This alone was enough to entice him.
“And the rest of it?” His eyes dipped down to my jeans, his lips were pressed together in a thin like he was trying to stop himself from saying more. “You can’t very w
