His hands reached down, tightening on her hips as she moved. His eyes met hers, debating, thinking... and shit, was that hard to do when everything in him just wanted those damn clothes off.
Didn't matter if it was a bad idea when his hands came up to tug at her shirt, pulling it up. "Please what?"
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Didn't matter if it was a bad idea when his hands came up to tug at her shirt, pulling it up. "Please what?"