“Show Me”

Julian’s grin turned wicked the second the words left her mouth. He didn’t grab her. He just walked backward toward the big hotel bed, eyes locked on hers, and sat on the edge like he had all the time in the world.

“Blouse first,” he said, voice low and rough. “Nice and slow. I want to watch it stick to your skin when it comes off.”

Maya’s fingers went to the buttons. The fabric was still damp and clung every time she moved. She worked the first button free, then the second, watching the way his cock twitched in those black briefs every time more skin appeared. By...