He stood up from the bed, towering over my naked form. I whimpered at the loss of his touch, my body aching for more. But then he started to undress, and I was mesmerized.
First went his shirt, revealing his chiseled chest and abs. I licked my lips, remembering how those muscles had felt under my hands. He smirked at my appreciative gaze, his hands moving to his belt.
The leather made a soft hiss as he drew it through the loops, the sound sending tingles down my spine. He unbuttoned his jeans, shimmying them down his hips. My breath caught as I caught a glimpse of black boxer briefs, hugging his thick thighs and straining to contain his bulge.
He stepped out of his jeans, kicking them aside. And then he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his briefs, his eyes locked on mine as he slow
