Bound to Fate Excerpt © Kiru Taye 2016
Lara stood in the middle undoing her shirt, her fingers working buttons through each hole in a slow, methodical manner.
Ike stilled at the
threshold, hesitant to cross the invisible line both physically and mentally. Compelled, he couldn’t look away, each of her actions mesmerising. She removed her shirt, tossing it on the bed, revealing the sexy black balconette bra. Moving her hands to her back, she undid the zip to her skirt.
The sound had his heart rate escalating, the rush of blood thundering in his ears.
He’d seen her bare skin before although he’d never seen her fully naked. He shouldn’t be looking at her. Any decent man would’ve turned his back to her or even returned to the living room. He did neither.
Her skirt slid down her hips, past a black lace thong that presented her bum cheeks to him as she leaned over to pull the skirt from her legs.
All the blood in his body rushed south and his dick hardened. Painfully.
She straightened and turned around. He’d never seen her this bare before. His breath caught. She was beautiful. Slimmer than he remembered, but still beautiful.
“You’re still here,” she said as she walked over to the wardrobe.
Her tone had held no surprise. In fact, the corner of her mouth was curled in a teasing smile as if she’d know he was watching her all along.
His cheeks heated. A lump lodged in his throat so he coughed. “I’m sorry but I couldn’t look away.”
“I don’t mind. I like you watching me.” She pushed the left bra strap down her arm, then repeated the action with the right one. Then she reached behind and unclipped it. It hung loose down her arms and midriff, revealing full, firm breasts, areoles like discs and nipples as hard as bullets.
“You do?” He made a conscious effort to look away from temptation before him, up to her face.
“Yes.” She flung the bra over a chair and hooked her thumbs into the tiny straps of her thong. “I think you’re a very sexy man. I’ve always thought so. Always wanted you.”
She slipped the thong down her legs and flung it aside, too.
“You have...” He lost his train of thought as he stared at her naked body. As if he wasn’t painfully hard before. He swelled again.
He met her gaze again. No shyness there. She wasn’t ashamed of her nakedness. She sat on the bed and pushed back until her head lay on the pillow. Then, her thighs fell apart, showing her glistening pussy.
“Can you see how much I want you?” she said in a low voice.

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