(Lizzie POV)
The bathroom is abandoned, and I head downstairs, then something seizes my attention to be drawn to the living room. My eyes catch the sight of the love of my life, sitting on the couch, wearing nothing but his black boxer briefs that give a stunning view of his crotch. The morning light pouring in from the vast windows sets his skin, illuminating his body gloriously well, and my breath hitches.
In his hand, he has a bowl of ice cream, and he licks his spoon right in front of me in the hottest manner possible, his tongue grazing his lips after. Shocks of desire immediately race to my core, and I'm instantly wet from the hot sight in front of me.
"How's the ice cream?" I ask with a smile.
He smirks. "Mmm, why don't you come over here and have a taste, sweetheart?"
I chuckl
