Nearly caught

Roxy

"You don't have to stay, I'll be ok. Thank you for walking me home."

He scoffs still holding my hand leads me into my house and upstairs. I feel so safe with my hand in his, he makes everything go away. In my room he locks the door behind him and turns me to face him.

"Although I love this short skirt..." he murmers grazing his fingertips up my thighs to the hem of my skirt toying his fingers around in small circles on the skin. "You should get comfortable babe." He turns around giving me privacy as I slip off my clothes, watching the back of him as he hears clothing hit the floor his breathing spikes with each item. Even without his eyes on me he makes me feel so hot. Jasper long forgotten from my mind at this moment.

"Turn around..." I whisper wanting him to see me.

"Are you dressed?" He asks quietly.

"No." I answer quietly but clearly. He takes a deep breath and keeping his head down turns around slowly, his eyes on my feet. "You can look at me..." I respond in a hushed wantin