A Touch of Sin |18+|

07

ALANI

Take my clothes off?

I stared at him for a moment, seeking any expression that would indicate he was joking.

He wasn't.

"Why?" I asked, although I already knew. We were in the bathroom, and he was asking me to undress myself. The intention was pretty obvious, but that didn't stop me from asking.

"Do you want me to do it for you?" he asked, and the question was bold enough for me to have no doubt that he will.

I didn't say anything.

My cheeks warmed up and I could feel the heat spreading across my neck. Why the fuck was I blushing? It wasn't as if he hadn't seen me naked before. But having him standing there, demanding that I take my clothes of—it had my body flushing, and not in a way that I hated.

"But-"

"I already touched your cervix and now you want to be shy?" Valerio said, completely straight-faced and my jaw nearly hit the ground. The worst part was that he wasn't lying. Still, he seemed unfazed as he crossed his arms and waited patiently.

"Shut up," I murmured, dropping my handbag onto the tiled floor.

"Don't make me show you what happens when you tell me to shut up, but I'm sure you remember," he said, adding a little smile. His words had only had me wanting to say it again. Was he doing this on purpose? Did he want me to relive the memories of that night?

A shiver ran across my skin, and for the second time that evening I said fuck it. He wanted me to take my clothes off, and that's exactly what I did. However, I wasn't going to rush.

Valerio watched me, and my eyes dropped from his face to his crossed arms. The sleeves of his white shirt was rolled up, showcasing his tattooed and toned forearms. I ran my gaze from his chest to his stomach until I landed on his crotch.

I smirked—fucker was acting all bold for nothing while his dick was hard just looking at me.

"Okay," I said, shrugging slightly as I reached for the thin straps of my dress. Once it was over my shoulders, I pulled at the material covering my hips until my tits were uncovered and open to Valerio's view. The cool air hit my nipples, but the goosebumps on my skin weren't from the sudden chill.

Even he couldn't disguise reaction.

He glanced at my chest, not bothering to be discreet about it. As he stared, I didn't miss the tick in his jaw and the way his throat moved as he swallowed. "Fuck," he whispered, but his voice was low and barely audible.

I was about to remove the rest of my clothes and take my sweet time—but I think I might have been moving too slow for him.

Valerio's arms unfolded as he walked towards me —almost catching me off guard but his hand enclosing around the side of my waist was the biggest surprise. I gasped as he pulled me to his chest and without looking, I felt him hook his fingers through my underwear.

He dragged the material over my ass and thighs until it pooled at my feet, leaving me completely and utterly bare. His actions weren't rough, but it wasn't gentle either.

I was naked but even underneath his passive and scrutinising gaze, I had no urge to cover myself. Possibly because I liked the way he looked at me. I liked the way his breathing sped up, and the pink tint on his cheeks despite his tanned skin. I also liked the bulge pressing into me because it told me that I wasn't alone in this... in whatever the fuck it was.