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She kicks her shoes off, and they tumble somewhere near the sofa.
“You, too," she says.
I shake my head. I do shrug out of my suit jacket and toss it to the couch, but that's it. This is all about her for a little bit. It's not that I don't trust myself without my clothes on, but it's hotter thinking about being fully dressed while she's completely bare to me.
"Just you. For right now."
Her brows rise, but she reaches behind her and unties the tie at her waist.
When it's loose, the dress hangs in one straight line and she reaches to pull it over her head. I just watch.
She tosses it onto the sofa on top of my jacket.
I can't take my eyes off of her.
Because she's now only wearing a thong. A tiny little peach colored thong. No bra. Nothing else but the pendant necklace around her neck.
"That stays on," I tell her, pointing at the necklace. “Only that.”
She hooks her thumbs in the top of it and pushes it down her legs, bending to step out of. She drops it on the carpet.
And I just stare.
I zero in, first, on the cupcake tattoo on her left hip.
That is so fucking perfect.
Then my gaze sweeps over her, slowly.
She has perfect, small, sweet tits. Her nipples are already hard, and her body is small and tight and perfect.
I know that I could lift her by the waist, pin her against the wall, and thrust deep. I wouldn’t even break a sweat.
Except that the heat she stokes inside me has me already sweating.
She's built like a dancer. Graceful, subtle curves, perfectly proportioned from head to toe. Her skin is smooth and pale and she almost looks delicate. Except for the look on her face. There she is bold and determined, and there’s even a flash of challenge in her eyes.
She is letting me stare at her. She knows she's gorgeous. She's just waiting to see what I'm going to do.
Or maybe waiting to see me crack. Because she can tell that I'm already on edge.
I haven't gotten undressed yet, and she wants to see how long I can last.
She has no idea.
I have a fuck ton of willpower.
"Where's the bedroom?" I ask. I unbutton the cuffs of my shirt and start rolling them up my forearms. I went without a tie tonight, but think for a moment about undoing my belt.
She watches.
"Luna?" I ask, when she doesn’t answer me. "Bedroom?"
She wets her lips. "Through here." She starts down the short hallway, turning into the first door on the left.
I follow behind far enough to admire the sway of her hips and the sweet curve of her ass.
When I step into the bedroom, she’s standing at the foot of the bed waiting for me.
