CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

He approached her and placed his warm hands on the waistband of her skirt. Serena moaned at the contact of his hands against her skin, making him grin at how responsive her body was to him.

He reached for the zippier on the skirt, slowly pulling it down, letting his fingers graze her skin as the zippier went down. The skirt fell to the floor, and he reached for her hand to guide her out of it before picking it up and throwing it on the nearest surface.

Serena stood motionless, watching him slowly remove and discard his shirt before returning his gaze to her. She squealed as he drew her closer to his body, pressing her breasts against his bare chest.

Serena could feel his erection and the size of him pressing into her inner thigh. His breath brushed against her lips, almost kissing her, and his hands caressed her back. He then slid his hands down her back to her ass and gently squeezed before lifting her up and allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist.

"You have such a beautif