The Devil’s Bargain
His expression remained aloof, but his gaze had darkened slightly.
Finally, Zoe removed her bra, tossing it aside, exposing her bare upper body. Two proud, full “cherry blossoms,” their small, delicate nipples already hardened, directly met his eyes.
Aaron propped his chin on his hand, lazily commanding, “Continue.”
Her hand moved to the zipper of her pants, pulling it down decisively. The long pants slid off, revealing a tiny, fat-free waist and rounded, seductive hips.
Now, Zoe wore only a flimsy black lace thong.