Page 77 of Damaged Mogul
Her eyes grow wide.
I wink. “I’m pulling your leg. You can drool as much as you want… as long as I get to cast my eyes on your heavenly body.”
A beautiful rosy shade creeps up her cheeks. “You want me naked?”
“How else am I going to get my mouth on your pussy?”
The crimson shade coloring her cheeks deepens.
“Strip for me.” My tone brooks no argument.
She does as she’s told.
She reaches around and unzips her top, before pulling it over her head, exposing beautiful creamy, pale skin.
Fuck, she’s gorgeous.
I should remove my jeans, but I’m so fascinated, I can only admire the show.
She’s about to toss her top on the floor, but I take it from her and hang it along with my shirt on a hook on the back of the door.
She unzips her shorts, shimmies them past her ass, and bends over to push them down her legs. In doing so, she flashesme in the mirror.
My exhale comes out hard, thanks to all the blood in my body rushing south to my cock. The arousing wet spot between her legs makes my mouth water, eager to taste her.
She straightens and steps out of the shorts to pool at her feet, kicking them to the side.
A carefree move that surprises me.
I don’t have time to dwell on it.
She’s down to her underwear.
I almost swallow my damn tongue at the sight of the sexy blush-colored bra and panties combo.
God knew what he was doing when he created this woman.
Lily’s natural beauty is arresting.
Her eyes drop to her feet, forcing my gaze to her dainty toes painted in a bright pink shade.
She bends over.
“What are you doing?”
“Removing my heels.”
“I said, those stay on.”
“Oh—okay.” She blinks. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“You mean, take a hookup back to your place—in this case your hotel—keeping your heels on while you’re naked, or forfeiting the bed for something less vanilla?”
“All of the above.”
I nod.
Welcome to the jungle, princess.
