LUSTily : Diff. Forbidden Love Stories
I leaned back, tilting my head and giving him my most seductive stare, watching for a crack in that stoic mask.
His expression shifted. A slow, dark smirk spread across his face, his gaze dropping from my eyes to my neck, and then lower.
He wanted a show? I’d give him one.
Slowly and deliberately, I shifted in my chair. I reached down and grabbed the edge of the table, then raised one leg up, resting my heel right on the dining table
The short silk slip slid all the way back, leaving nothing to the imagination. I wasn't wearing anything underneath, and in the glow of the chandelier, I was showing him everything.