Lucy's POV
He carried me on top of the table where I sat, watching as he finally pulled off my top, then his hands trailed my back towards my bra’s hook. Without any steady notice, he unhooked it. My handless bra fell to the floor exposing my boobs. I felt a cold wind blow past me, brushing over it. My n*****s hardened, pointing at him.
While his eyes never wanted to leave my boobs, he stood before me and I knew he wanted me to unbutton his shirt totally, I did and he pulled it off, flinging it to the table. I still had one more to do, taking off his trousers. I smiled, glancing up at him. He took this chance to touch my n*****s, playing with it. He squeezed my boobs, playing with it.
“Your boobs look so beautiful.” He complimented and I grinned.
“Awwww!” I giggled.
I unbuttoned
