Anthony
It is bold against her slightly tanned skin. She steps out and bends at the waist to pick it up, her ass brushes the front of my pants. It’s such an innocent gesture, but I swear she knows what the f*ck she’s doing.
She lays the dress on top of my shirt and jacket. Her back is still towards me. She’s stalling from turning around. I see her take a couple of deep breaths.
“You’re beautiful, Tesoro, don’t hide from me,” I say quietly.
She takes one more breath and slowly turns. I inhaled sharply. She’s exquisite. When I saw her in the bathroom, she was sitting, but her breasts were high, and she was in a side profile. I want to brush my fingers over her n*pples so badly, but this is for her to get comfortable with my body.
I take her hand and put it on my chest.
“Touch me,”
