Son of a bitch

DAMIEN'S POV.

I let go of her to see what she would do. Without replying to me , she swallowed hard and stared up at the ceiling. She then shuddered and tried to mask a whimper with a deep breath but it broke up and she choked in the middle. She again crossed her arms over her belly and then slowly lifted up her tank top and over her head.

Now she was in a bra and the denim jeans. She put the shirt on the bed then stared at the ceiling again.

"Yes",

"Stand up", l ordered.

"And undress slowly for me",l went on then leaned back . Still with no response ,l watched her get off the bed and then slowly took off her denim jeans. She had no idea how alluring it was watching her. She wasn't doing it slowly to tease me but she was teasing me all the same. She let them drop to the floor and stepped out of them.

Now she was in a white Lacy bra and V cut Lacy white panties. She stood there with her hands crossed over her chest while glaring at me. "The rest", l said and rested. At my words , she j