Hot Shots
The very hot, very sexy, very erotic moment.
"You still have too many clothes on." Kristin's eyes sparkled, and her lips curved in a teasing smile. "No fair. Take them off."
"Yes, ma'am."
But first, he indulged himself in another taste of her. He trailed his mouth down the length of her, from the hollow of her throat to a spot below her navel before he finally stood to his full height. He locked his gaze with hers as he yanked up the navy Henley he wore, pulled it over his head, and tossed it to the side. He toed off his shoes and socks, undid his jeans, and pushed them and his boxer briefs down his thighs and off.