Jefferson's POV
"What?" I asked when I saw Celina's forehead crease.
"You still had your necktie and long sleeves on," she said, so I looked at myself.
"So?" I asked, raising my brow and smirking.
"I am fully naked, and your half----"
"Maybe because you are not so into me. Unlike me, I want to feel and touch you all over." I said, and I started to massage her t**s once more. f**k, both are a handful. I looked at her and saw her looking at me as well.
"And what does that mean?" she asked as she held my hands, trying to stop me from doing what I was doing.
"That's exactly what it means. I wanted you so much when I thought you were letting me touch you because I was your husband," I replied.
"Should I let you do this just because we are friends? Of course, you're my
