Page 60 of Romeo

Did it turn her on or off?

More importantly, did he care? Fuck no. “Get fuckin’ naked. Now.”

“Did Crow do all of your tattoos?”

“Some. But we’re done with fuckin’ words, woman. Actions speak louder…”

When she smiled, something he didn’t recognize went through him. Besides the urge to fuck her.

Normally a smile could light up her face, but this smile… Ittold him that she definitely liked what she saw and that made his dick twitch in his jeans.

She really needed to hurry the fuck up. “You ain’t undressed by the time my Black ass is, I’m rippin’ off your clothes. And when I say rippin’, I mean rippin’. If you wanna keep those clothes in one piece, I suggest bein’ quick about it.”

She better heed his second warning because that was the final one.

His threat flooded her cheeks with color and had her jerking into motion.

Wearing only his jeans, he stood with his hands on his hips, watching her pull the hat from her head.

He wasn’t sure what hair color he liked better. Her natural strawberry blonde or the more reddish brown. Either looked good on her. She could probably rock purple hair, too.

But he really didn’t give a shit what color it was since he wanted to fuck her, not braid her damn hair.

She toed off her shoes next, then unfastened the button on her jeans and unzipped them. Wiggling the denim over her curvy hips and down her thighs, what remained behind was a pair of peach-colored panties.

He licked his lips. “Keep goin’.”

“Are you only going to stand there and watch?”

“Yep.”

A gleam filled her brown eyes. “Are you sure you don’t want to help?”

“Not unless you wanna go home lookin’ like you escaped a lion’s cage.”

She pressed a hand over her tits. “I kind of like this shirt.” Her head disappeared for a moment when she pulled her T-shirt up and over it.

His fingers twitched with the urge to touch her.

He had plenty of time for that. For now, he would watch the rest of the show since it might be the only time he got to do so.

But instead of removing her bra and panties, she walked toward him and when only a few inches away, she turned.

His eyes skimmed the line of her spine, the flare of her hips and roundness of her ass.

Goddamn perfection.

“Unclip me.”

When he skimmed the back of his fingers down her smooth skin, from her neck to her bra strap, she shivered, and goosebumps broke out all over. His big fingers made short work of unhooking her bra, but since she kept an arm barred across her tits, the bra remained in place.

She took two steps away, then turned to face him again. “Your turn.”

His turn?Oh yeah.

He quickly shucked his jeans. Since he wasn’t wearing anything under them, he was now completely naked. His dick practically stood straight out from his body and the head glistened from the smeared precum.

She closely watched him when he fisted the head and squeezed out another drop. “Like what you see?”

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