Sweet Dreams
He was built like a god, ripped, and gorgeous.
He removed shoes, socks, pants, and boxers in that order until he was completely nude. I knew I was eyeing him up like a starving woman in front of a buffet, but I couldn’t help it.
All the protests and squirming had finally died down now, His gaze ran down my body, and I felt my nipples harden beneath my shirt. I still wore my top and bra, and the eyeing up he was giving me suddenly had me self-conscious. I tugged the shirt down as low as it would go. The corner of Maverick ’s mouth lifted in a sardonic grin.