22 parts Ongoing "Look at us baby." His voice laced with lust as he spoke softly in her ear. It sent shock waves through her like string on an instrument.
Leaving a fluttering feeling in her belly. She was nervous but did what he said. He met her eyes as he unclasped her bra, sliding the straps off. There they sat, a little bottom heavy, nipples at attention.
Fucking beautiful. He wrapped his tatted hands around her waist cupping her breast in both hands.
He wanted her to feel as beautiful as she was. He wanted her to see what he saw. She was perfect to him. Fuck what everyone else had to say about his baby.