Ayla
The room was warm.
Or maybe it was just the fact that Darius was damn near on top of me like some type of exotic koala, but hey, I was just saying.
He had just finished having a shower a few minutes ago and had insisted on wearing only a pair of briefs and I was not complaining in the slightest.
He was so f*****g sexy if that was not already a known fact by now.
“You’re staring,” he said, voice low and teasing.
“Because you’re giving me a reason to,” I replied, still ogling his chest like some thirsty b***h.
I was thirsty “I mean have you even seen yourself?” I asked.
I traced my finger on his pecks and enjoyed feeling them flex with how f*****g sensitive they were form my touch.
He laid on his back and pulled me gently into his arms. The heat of his body enveloped me instan
