Yvonne’s POV

He carried me on top of the table where I sat, watching as he finally pulled off my top, then his hands trailed my back towards my bra’s hook. Without any warning at all, he snapped it open. My handless bra fell to the floor exposing my boobs. I gushed when I found him looking at my boobs.

A chill wind blew past me even though I was inside the room, hardening my nipples, they were now pointing directly at him.

While his eyes never wanted to leave my boobs, he stood before me and I knew he wanted me to unbutton his shirt, if it would be...