I followed the delicious smell of bacon downstairs, and into the kitchen. Sean stood with his back to me, shirtless in just his black boxers that clung to the wonderful curves of his ass. I leant against the doorframe, watching him as he cooked at the stove, my mind more on him than the food he was busy cooking.
"I can feel you staring." Came his smug voice, turning a few sausages before he faced me.
His hair was dishevelled in the most adorable, yet sexy way, it was clear that he hadn't tried to tidy it from last night. I bit my lip as my gaze drifted south, over his toned and sculpted abs, and towards the bulge in the front of his pants.
"Eyes are up here sweetheart."
"I know," I pushed away from the door, stepping slowly towards him. "But this viewpoint isn't half bad either." I mur
