Thirty Eight

She bit back a retort as she forced her hands up to unbutton his shirt.

As her fingers worked over his fabric, she couldn't help but feel scrutinized.

He was staring at her.

She frowned and concentrated on undressing him only to get lost In staring at his hot gorgeous body.

He had everything.

Broad chest, slick hard rocky abs and hardcore biceps that made her mouth water as it flexed when she pulled the shirt down his arms.

"Pants". He arrogantly said, not moving his gaze off her.

She scoffed and without HESITATION , moved her hands to pull down his zipper again, well aware that his bulge was close to bursting out of his pants.

Woah woah. Mr. Horny pants

"Would you stop staring at me like I'm some lunch".

"You're very beautiful. I like looking at beautiful things".

She rolled her eyes, her cheeks slightly burning up from his compliment though.

"Done". She said, stepping back with a dead pan expression on her face.

When he had pulled down his pants, he finally reached out