XENIA
The mix of surprise and desire in his eyes made me more eager than I already was.
“I’m all yours, gorgeous, you never have to ask,” he slumped back into the chair as though getting more comfortable for what was to come.
I’m all yours, I loved the sound of those words coming from his lips, especially because of the unwavering conviction in his eyes when he said it.
The very next second, he’d peeled his shirt off his body, giving me the privilege of a vision that nearly made my eyes pop out. I couldn’t resist reaching out to trace lines across his toned abs, my fingers tickling with joy as I mapped out the magnificent expanse of his body and wondered how I’d come to be deserving of it in the first place.
While his stunning body was a worthy distraction, it didn’t last long when I
