The Carrero Effect
I continue pulling off every item of clothing I have on, with furious intent, and throw each item at the wall by his feet very pointedly, each time with a raised eyebrow his way.
“Well?” I stand naked, with my hands on my hips and face him. Completely unashamed at being nude with a guy who can’t seem to get over his emotional impotency. Jake runs a hand through his hair nervously and takes a deep breath. All hint of humor gone, and he just seems torn and scared, yet little hints of lust are in there. The darkening of his eyes and the way he can’t stop trailing up and down my naked body with them. He stands staring at me, as I am in front of him, for the first time in God knows how long compl
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