Sizzling Hot

But they didn't care about it, except that it only made things more intense for them. Ricky made the first move, making to quickly unbutton her shirt, and when he saw how time consuming that was, he resorted to the second method he had mastered the craft of. He created a little space between them and before she could know what was in his mind, he placed both of his hands on the top of the shirt and pulled, in one swift motion succeeding in having the buttons of the shirt split in two and falling on their trousers.

"Ricky freaking Mears! How will I get back to the hotel without my shirt?" She turned to stare at the precious buttons destroyed by his hands. Was he a caveman?

He waved it away as if it were an annoying fly, and proceeded to completely remove the already soaking shirt from her body. "I'll carry you."

"All the way to the hotel?" She looked mortified, like she still had difficulty believing that had just happened.

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