NICOLE
Giovanni had invited me to his Yacht and here I am, contemplating on what to wear as usual. I know how much he loved staring at my legs so I decided to settle for a mini-dress that is barely reaching my mid-thighs. I picked a pink cardigan to match my white dress before heading out.
As I made my way to the seaport, the gentle breeze tousled my hair and I pulled them back against my ear when I saw Giovanni standing there in his all-white outfit. His shirt clung to his sculpted physique, with a few buttons undone, revealing his toned chest underneath. The mere sight of him excited me so much and sent a shiver through my stomach.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from him, drinking in every detail of his appearance. From the way his dark hair caught the sunlight to the subtle stubble on
