She finished showering, and Marcus took her place as she got dressed. She guessed the meeting would be informal, so she dressed in jeans, t-shirt and sneakers. She watched as Marcus emerged from the bathroom, the steam swirling around him. He had a towel wrapped around his hips, and water beading on his body. She followed a droplet that dripped off his hair, ran down the side of his neck, then across his chest. Marcus groaned. “Baby! Stop looking at me like that.”
Taylor grinned. It felt empowering to know that she could look at him and have the same effect that he had on her.
Marcus got dressed and she unashamedly watched his ass. He had a fantastic ass. He growled. “I can feel your eyes on me. I swear, cut that out, or I am gonna spank your butt, hard!”
Taylor laughed. She knew a real
