Nora
My clothes are getting taken off by Leo. I'm self-conscious, but his eyes are heavy-lidded and filled with lust. It makes it easier to stomach that I will soon be naked.
"You're gorgeous," Leo doesn't look like he is lying. He is on his knees in front of me, hands on the back of my bra, ready to take it off. "Can I take this off?"
The fact that he is asking is endearing. My cheeks burn, and my heart gives a little flutter.
"Please."
His smile is slow, and his hands are gentle. The clasp opens, and the bra falls to the bed. Leo's eyes are assessing my breasts.
I might not have many other assets; the scar on my face can't be healed, and I know I'm not the most beautiful girl, but I'm proud of my rack. Even more now that Leo releases a breath.
"So beautiful," Leo cups my breas
