There was a spark of electricity zapping between us, our eyes penetrated each other looking for any sign of reluctance. Of course, there was none. I wanted him so much I couldn't think straight. In that moment I had never been so sure of anything in my life.
Lyle gripped my ponytail. I gritted my teeth with the pain as he pulled the bobble from my head. My caramel hair landed on my back as Lyle pinged the band to the other end of the room with a smirk. There was just something about him that put me at ease. Those dangerous hands were my safe haven and the irony of that wasn’t lost on me.
"Strip." He commanded, his voice ringing with authority.
I frowned. "Here?"
"Do it."
I took my clothes off slowly, first my jeans then top. Standing before Lyle in my black lace panties and bra I fe
