His gaze raked down my body slowly as soon as I entered the room. He dropped the cup of mead he was sipping as he stood up from the sofa. He circled round me languidly, taking his time as he admired me through the scandalous gown. I could feel my redden slightly in motification.
"You like what you see?" I ask with a glare. I crossed my hands across my chest in an attempt to cover up but all it did was push up my cleavage. His eyes drew to my exposed flesh as desire blazed in his eyes and I glared at him harder. If looks could kill, he'd be six feet in the ground by now. I was not an object to be openly drooled at.
"Yes, I very much do" He says drawled, smiling cockily. "and I'll take my time unwrapping the great parcel that you are"
My angry stare wavered and I look at my feet before
