Dexter's POV
I thought I was going to lose my mind the moment I tasted her delicious lips. Nothing seemed to make sense in that split second.
Without thinking I grab her by the waist and lift her in my arms, my steps are quick as I drop her upon the bed.
"Strip!" I ordered her.
She looks frightened which seems to further appeal to me. I want to see more of that look on her face.
Watching as she takes time to unzip, I hiss and take over ripping off her dress in one go.
"Ah!" She yells, covering her chest, her eyes tightly closed, although I do catch her peeping now and then.
Marvellous she looks, laying underneath me with the body of a goddess.
I pull her up, my arms wrapping around her as I whisper, "Are you sure you want this?"
Vida stifled a moan at the sound of my voice, "Yes."
