Castriel’s POV
Watching Amelia change from one dress into another was doing more things to me than I cared to admit.
She was in her fifth dress and it was taking all that I had in me to keep myself in check, my d**k twitched, blood rushing to it and making it harder than it ever was.
I watched as she stripped, teasing me before leaning forward to pick up another bag just so she could take another dress while also giving me a bird's view of her cunt.
She was wearing a G-string panty and I just can’t help but wonder what was going through her mind when she picked out the panty and bra to match.
Was she expecting this? Did she know that we were somehow going to end up in a situation that would require her taking her clothes off?
Honestly, I think she was expecting it because I had left
