Nikolas sat beside her, staring at her top, still in a dilemma. His fingers caught the hemline of the top to yank it out of her as gently as possible. However, the moment his fingers touched the soft, creamy skin of her abdomen, he felt how cold it was. He wasted no time and took off the soiled and wet top that was clinging to her.
His eyes darkened immediately seeing her rounded, creamy brea*ts that he exposed, clad in a delicate off-white lace b*a. ‘Don’t look, Nikolas. You'll be dead taking cold showers all night,’ warned his inner voice. But he would be a dead man if he could stop himself from staring at her beautiful body. All his life he had stayed away from women. Being celibate had never bothered him. He despised the species so much that touching them had never occurred in his head but with Brooklyn’s appearance in his life, everything had turned upside down. He was transfor
