(Mila)
Rowan walked over and locked the door. As soon as the door clicked I felt that energy shift completely. The hair stood up on the back of my neck and that strong electricity ran through me. I wanted my mate, I wanted him now. I set my new phone down, standing slowly as I turned, facing my mate. He was already unbuttoning his white dress shirt, his grey pants unzipped and his eyes burning fiercely.
"Take your clothes off." He commanded roughly, my hands listening to him obediently as our gaze didn't break once.
I lifted my sweater over my head and dropped it to the floor. A baby blue lace bra was clinging to me as my n*****s hardened beneath the thin fabric. The sight of me caused a sharp gasp to leave his now parted lips as he watched me slowly strip in front of him. Considering
