Adan tossed me on the bed and began unbuttoning his shirt. I watched him with wide eyes as he removed his shirt and I got to see the wide expanse of his chest. My mouth watered seeing the chiseled contours of his chest and I managed to count the number of abs he had.
“What are you staring at, Angel? Strip,” he commanded just as he undid his fly and removed his pants.
“Wh—why?” I asked.
His eyes hardened as he stood in just his briefs. “Ask me that again and I’ll tear your clothes off your body myself. And rest assured you won’t be allowed to wear a single item of clothing for the rest of the night.”
That won’t be so bad, I thought as he continued watching me.
However, something inside me gave in and I quickly removed my clothes and threw them aside. I only had my bra and panties
