He walked over to the bed, placing her down on the soft matress. His eyes ran over her naked form as he unbuttoned his shirt. "I'll try my very best to make you feel better."
Celeste's legs trembled at his words, her eyes glistening with the lust that came along with her heat. Was he going to...?
The shirt fell to the floor and despite trying to, Celeste couldn't hold back the moan of desperation that climbed up her throat. He was hot, his pecs, his abs and even the dark look in his eyes.
His hands latched onto the sides of his shorts, pulling them down his muscular thighs. Celeste was dumbfounded, lost in his beauty. He hadn't even touched her yet and her poor legs were shaking. The heat, it was rising; undoubtedly yet involuntarily making her crave him more.
With hands that could bar
