It must be the dominance in his eyes and the dangerous authority in his voice that made me move to do just as he commanded. His eyes were glued to my body as he leaned back in the couch, while I staggered to my feet to do his bidding.
I unzipped my pants with anxious hands, and peeled them off my body awkwardly, his eyes following my every move. My eyes strayed to stare at my stomach for a brief second, it was still as flat as ever but I've been spending too much time staring at it since I found out I was pregnant as if expecting a sudden bulge.
I turned redder than a tomato when my eyes caught his own rising bulge straining against his pants, and then I couldn't tear my eyes away. I felt hot all over as his eyes roamed over me, taking in every single detail of my body, my heart flipping
