“What are you doing here, Ms. Williams?.” His voice was as sharp as a razor.
I blinked once, then twice.
My eyes were no longer on his. They were on his naked torso.
How could anyone look this good
“Ms. Williams, do not make me repeat myself.”
I just want to run my hands down those smooth hard abs.
And that smooth lickable chest. I wanna run my tongue all over it…I wonder if they taste just as good as his lips.
Like peaches.
Ayva focus!
I wiped the side of my mouth with the back of my hand just because it felt kinda wet.
I didn’t drool, did I!
I looked up at him.
“Did you say something, sir?.” My eyes started to move down again.
That happy trail…the vertical strip of hair that ran from his belly button down into his…his sweatpants.
I just wanna touch and lick it and…and–
