Enzo watched me slowly undress. There was barely anything left, I was only in my panties. I hooked my thumbs under the waistband and slid them down inch by inch while he smirked, running a finger along his jaw.
“Damn,” he muttered, voice thick. He started unbuttoning his shirt fast, eyes locked on me. The panties hit the floor. I squeezed my thighs tight together, but he could still see the soft curve of my p***y lips peeking out, already swollen and ready.
Deliberately I reached for the two-piece lingerie and put it on with him watching every move. His shirt was fully open now, showing his hard chest, muscles flexing as he breathed heavier.
“Oh f**k,” he groaned. He didn't look comfortable in that chair anymore, shifting like he was fighting to stay still. I hadn't even done anything s
