He led me inside towards his bedroom, his jaw was tense and his expression serious. I still had my arms covering my chest trying to maintain a small amount of modesty, the thought of putting clothes back on over my hot itchy skin was unbearable though.
I went to lie back down on his bed, burying my head in the covers where his scent was strongest and breathing in deeply without even thinking about it. I was lying on on my stomach and I propped my head up to look at him, my hands underneath my chin.
He watched my every move as if he found me fascinating, I c****d my head to one side, meeting his gaze. “You watch me a lot!” I stated. The side of his mouth quirked up momentarily as if he was about to smile as he sat down in the chair directly in front of me, stretching those long legs out.
