The thin fabric of my gown pooled around my ankles, leaving me completely exposed in the warm kitchen air as I sat trembling on the high wooden table. As he took it off entirely, I was only wearing my small lace bra. Michael’s dark eyes flared with an intense, burning hunger as his gaze slowly tracked down my bare skin. Without wasting a single second, he stepped closer into my space, his hot breath brushing against my skin as he started kissing my whole neck again, his lips tracing a burning line down my collarbone and across my body.
I arched my back slightly, a tiny gasp escaping my lips as his massive, calloused hands slid upward. He gently pressed my boobs softly through the thin fabric of the bra, his fingers kneading the soft skin with an incredible amount of heavy control. Before
