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Diana's eyes widened as her gaze fell on the statue in front of her. Her eyes blinked and she swallowed hard. He was tying a towel loosely around his waist and his broad chest was bare in front of her. This was the first time she was seeing him n.a.k.e.d, her eyes traveled down his chest, to his defined abs and down to the lower V which disappeared underneath the towel;
Her lips opened as she watched him transfixed. There was a few seconds of silence between them as each tried to comprehend what they were seeing.
Michael didn't know she had firm b.r.e.a.s.ts until now, she was putting on a nightie without her bra, and he could see the outline of her b.r.e.a.s.ts and how her n.i.p.p.l.es poked firmly from it. His groins burned with raging l.u.s.t as he forced his eyes away from her and cleared his throat;
''Um, sorry, forgot I wasn't wearing clothes; '' his hand gripped the side of his towel when he saw that she was looking at him, unsure of what to do.
Diana blinked out of her l.u.s.tful gaze and she looked up at his face;
''Oh… no worries, I… just wanted to give you this… '' She said handing him the shirt awkwardly;
''There are no clothes in the room, so I wanted to give you this; sorry i came at the wrong time'' she stretched it out to him and Michael collected it;
''no need to apologize, thank you; '' Michael said, and Diana turned instantly, walking back to her room without looking back.
Immediately she got to her room, she locked the door and slumped against the door.
Did she just see him n.a.k.e.d!
She gripped her hair as her face burned the more. She knew he would have a nice body but she wasn't expecting this level of gorgeousness. He had the perfect body every woman wanted to touch, defined abs, chiseled torso, strong and huggable; Diana scrunched down on the floor as she bit her lower lip.
She had been fantasizing about him, and how his hands would feel on her, but now she had finally put a body to her imaginations and she was sure this was going to be the beginning of endless sleepless nights, just thinking of that body.
Breathing out, she stumbled up from the ground and slipped out of the nightie on her body, she took a cold bath to beat out the l.u.s.tful thoughts from her mind.
But as she stepped out of the shower, they came rushing back to her head. Diana knew she wasn't forgetting it anytime soon.
As she brushed her hair slowly, she wondered how she was going to face him; she had totally embarrassed herself by gawking at his body l.u.s.tfully after saying to his face that she didn't want him.
Diana bit her lower lip, she couldn't blame herself though, she was s.e.x-starved!
But what in hell made her tell him she didn't want him!
She felt like beating herself up, right now, she would have been taking a shower with him, running her hands down that great body, kissing, touching, and maybe fcking; but no, because she didn't want to seem easy, she had drawn the line herself.
What would she do now?
She pouted as she stood up from the table and wore a large cardigan that covered her body stopping halfway down her thighs.
Walking out of the room, her eyes glanced towards his room, but it was still closed, she wondered if he was still inside but she wasn't going to try the devil again by knocking on the door.
So instead of checking on him, she walked to the kitchen to prepare something for them to eat.
But as she stepped inside, she saw him standing by the cooker, he was putting on the shirt she gave him and his pants. The shirt looked so good on him that she instantly fell in love with it. He had a great body, he would definitely look good on anything.
''What are you cooking? '' she asked, letting him know that she had walked in. Michael looked at her and his eyes traveled down her body in two seconds and they stopped on her face;
Diana felt like he just undressed her with his eyes like she was a delicious meal he couldn't wait to devour.
''Pasta; ''
Michael's words kicked her out of her thoughts and she dragged her feet towards him, peeking into the pot she smiled;
''Wow, it smells great! '' she said and leaned on the counter as she watched him.
''How did you learn how to cook? ''
''I didn't learn, I'm just smart. ''
He grinned at her and Diana rolled her eyes;
''No matter how smart you are, you can't be smart enough to know something you don't know. ''
''Exactly, that is why I checked the recipe online before I started,'' he said pointing at his phone lying beside her on the counter.
Diana rolled her eyes at him and he laughed;
She watched him stir the food properly then dish it into their plates.
Helping him, they carried the food to the dining. Michael washed his hands and sat in front of her as they ate.
''We have a scene on Wednesday by twelve, do you have time? If you don't I can push it backward.''
Diana said and he shook his head; ''don't worry, I'm the CEO, I can make time whenever I want. ''`
She nodded; ''okay, just make sure you don't stress yourself. ''
Michael nodded and continued eating.
Diana looked down at her food and then she peeked at him again. His eyes were staring at his food, and his lips moved; his hair fell across his face, and he ate like he was modeling for a food company.
Diana breathed out;
This man was gorgeous.
She thought, she wished she could touch him again, brush her fingers through his hair, kiss those lips…
She imagined her lips on those kissable lips as her thoughts went back to the kiss in the boutique. She had kissed a lot of men in movies but she hadn't felt anything so toe-curling.
He knew how to pull you in and leave you wanting for more, and right now, she was helplessly dying to have more.
She bit her lower lip as she gazed at him l.u.s.tfully. Michael didn't hear her eating for a moment and he raised his eyes, creasing his brows;
''What are you thinking about?''
Diana blinked out from her thoughts and looked down at her food instantly, filling her mouth with food, she knew she was blushing from embarrassment but she wished he didn't see it.
''Why are you red? Is your food too hot? ''
At his statement, she got redder, god, she was just embarrassing herself the more.
''No, it is okay, I think it is a bit spicy. '' she smiled and filled her mouth with food, making sure not to look at him again.
''Sorry, didn't know you didn't like spicy foods. ''
Diana smiled and continued eating. The rest of the meal went on quietly.
After the meal, they washed the dishes together, after drying the plates; Michael placed them on the cabinet.
His phone rang and he picked it; it was one of his friends asking if he was interested in partying, but he turned him down, when the call ended, Diana asked;
''Who was it? ''
She had her back to him as she cleaned the sink and Michael's eyes fell on her white thighs involuntarily, and he felt a knot in his throat.
''One of my friends; '' he replied, gulping, as he pulled his eyes away from her legs; trying to tame the devil in his groin.
Earlier when he saw her, he had to do some pushups to get himself in order. If only she knew was she was doing to him. She didn't want him to touch her, and yet she knocked on his door, half-n.a.k.e.d, with her b.r.e.a.s.ts arched towards him, and as though that was not enough she was wearing only a cardigan which outlined her backside and her curvaceous thighs.
Michael brushed his hand through his hair as he tried to think of something else. He was really controlling himself from touching her, but she wasn't even helping.
Did she think he was a plank of wood or what?
''Oh, when will I get to meet them? '' she glanced at him with a beautiful smile on her lips,
''maybe in the weekends, when they come around I'll invite you over, but trust me, they are just a pain in the ass. ''
She laughed as she rinsed her hand. ''done! '' she said, and Michael walked towards her to close the cabinet, but at the same time Diana saw a spoon on the floor, and without knowing that he was coming, she bent down to pick it, and at that moment, her ass stroked the little devil he had tried so hard to tame.
Michael froze instantly, his hands that were about to close the cabinet, stopping in the air.
Diana stood up with a flash and turned to look at him, her cute eyes wide opened;
''oh… sorry, I didn't know you were coming… '' that was the truth, she really didn't know but she wasn't sure he believed her since she had been giving him signals all day.
Michael gulped with all the strength he could muster and the hands hanging on the air came down slowly;
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Diana's eyes widened as her gaze fell on the statue in front of her. Her eyes blinked and she swallowed hard. He was tying a towel loosely around his waist and his broad chest was bare in front of her. This was the first time she was seeing him n.a.k.e.d, her eyes traveled down his chest, to his defined abs and down to the lower V which disappeared underneath the towel;
Her lips opened as she watched him transfixed. There was a few seconds of silence between them as each tried to comprehend what they were seeing.
Michael didn't know she had firm b.r.e.a.s.ts until now, she was putting on a nightie without her bra, and he could see the outline of her b.r.e.a.s.ts and how her n.i.p.p.l.es poked firmly from it. His groins burned with raging l.u.s.t as he forced his eyes away from her and cleared his throat;
''Um, sorry, forgot I wasn't wearing clothes; '' his hand gripped the side of his towel when he saw that she was looking at him, unsure of what to do.
Diana blinked out of her l.u.s.tful gaze and she looked up at his face;
''Oh… no worries, I… just wanted to give you this… '' She said handing him the shirt awkwardly;
''There are no clothes in the room, so I wanted to give you this; sorry i came at the wrong time'' she stretched it out to him and Michael collected it;
''no need to apologize, thank you; '' Michael said, and Diana turned instantly, walking back to her room without looking back.
Immediately she got to her room, she locked the door and slumped against the door.
Did she just see him n.a.k.e.d!
She gripped her hair as her face burned the more. She knew he would have a nice body but she wasn't expecting this level of gorgeousness. He had the perfect body every woman wanted to touch, defined abs, chiseled torso, strong and huggable; Diana scrunched down on the floor as she bit her lower lip.
She had been fantasizing about him, and how his hands would feel on her, but now she had finally put a body to her imaginations and she was sure this was going to be the beginning of endless sleepless nights, just thinking of that body.
Breathing out, she stumbled up from the ground and slipped out of the nightie on her body, she took a cold bath to beat out the l.u.s.tful thoughts from her mind.
But as she stepped out of the shower, they came rushing back to her head. Diana knew she wasn't forgetting it anytime soon.
As she brushed her hair slowly, she wondered how she was going to face him; she had totally embarrassed herself by gawking at his body l.u.s.tfully after saying to his face that she didn't want him.
Diana bit her lower lip, she couldn't blame herself though, she was s.e.x-starved!
But what in hell made her tell him she didn't want him!
She felt like beating herself up, right now, she would have been taking a shower with him, running her hands down that great body, kissing, touching, and maybe fcking; but no, because she didn't want to seem easy, she had drawn the line herself.
What would she do now?
She pouted as she stood up from the table and wore a large cardigan that covered her body stopping halfway down her thighs.
Walking out of the room, her eyes glanced towards his room, but it was still closed, she wondered if he was still inside but she wasn't going to try the devil again by knocking on the door.
So instead of checking on him, she walked to the kitchen to prepare something for them to eat.
But as she stepped inside, she saw him standing by the cooker, he was putting on the shirt she gave him and his pants. The shirt looked so good on him that she instantly fell in love with it. He had a great body, he would definitely look good on anything.
''What are you cooking? '' she asked, letting him know that she had walked in. Michael looked at her and his eyes traveled down her body in two seconds and they stopped on her face;
Diana felt like he just undressed her with his eyes like she was a delicious meal he couldn't wait to devour.
''Pasta; ''
Michael's words kicked her out of her thoughts and she dragged her feet towards him, peeking into the pot she smiled;
''Wow, it smells great! '' she said and leaned on the counter as she watched him.
''How did you learn how to cook? ''
''I didn't learn, I'm just smart. ''
He grinned at her and Diana rolled her eyes;
''No matter how smart you are, you can't be smart enough to know something you don't know. ''
''Exactly, that is why I checked the recipe online before I started,'' he said pointing at his phone lying beside her on the counter.
Diana rolled her eyes at him and he laughed;
She watched him stir the food properly then dish it into their plates.
Helping him, they carried the food to the dining. Michael washed his hands and sat in front of her as they ate.
''We have a scene on Wednesday by twelve, do you have time? If you don't I can push it backward.''
Diana said and he shook his head; ''don't worry, I'm the CEO, I can make time whenever I want. ''`
She nodded; ''okay, just make sure you don't stress yourself. ''
Michael nodded and continued eating.
Diana looked down at her food and then she peeked at him again. His eyes were staring at his food, and his lips moved; his hair fell across his face, and he ate like he was modeling for a food company.
Diana breathed out;
This man was gorgeous.
She thought, she wished she could touch him again, brush her fingers through his hair, kiss those lips…
She imagined her lips on those kissable lips as her thoughts went back to the kiss in the boutique. She had kissed a lot of men in movies but she hadn't felt anything so toe-curling.
He knew how to pull you in and leave you wanting for more, and right now, she was helplessly dying to have more.
She bit her lower lip as she gazed at him l.u.s.tfully. Michael didn't hear her eating for a moment and he raised his eyes, creasing his brows;
''What are you thinking about?''
Diana blinked out from her thoughts and looked down at her food instantly, filling her mouth with food, she knew she was blushing from embarrassment but she wished he didn't see it.
''Why are you red? Is your food too hot? ''
At his statement, she got redder, god, she was just embarrassing herself the more.
''No, it is okay, I think it is a bit spicy. '' she smiled and filled her mouth with food, making sure not to look at him again.
''Sorry, didn't know you didn't like spicy foods. ''
Diana smiled and continued eating. The rest of the meal went on quietly.
After the meal, they washed the dishes together, after drying the plates; Michael placed them on the cabinet.
His phone rang and he picked it; it was one of his friends asking if he was interested in partying, but he turned him down, when the call ended, Diana asked;
''Who was it? ''
She had her back to him as she cleaned the sink and Michael's eyes fell on her white thighs involuntarily, and he felt a knot in his throat.
''One of my friends; '' he replied, gulping, as he pulled his eyes away from her legs; trying to tame the devil in his groin.
Earlier when he saw her, he had to do some pushups to get himself in order. If only she knew was she was doing to him. She didn't want him to touch her, and yet she knocked on his door, half-n.a.k.e.d, with her b.r.e.a.s.ts arched towards him, and as though that was not enough she was wearing only a cardigan which outlined her backside and her curvaceous thighs.
Michael brushed his hand through his hair as he tried to think of something else. He was really controlling himself from touching her, but she wasn't even helping.
Did she think he was a plank of wood or what?
''Oh, when will I get to meet them? '' she glanced at him with a beautiful smile on her lips,
''maybe in the weekends, when they come around I'll invite you over, but trust me, they are just a pain in the ass. ''
She laughed as she rinsed her hand. ''done! '' she said, and Michael walked towards her to close the cabinet, but at the same time Diana saw a spoon on the floor, and without knowing that he was coming, she bent down to pick it, and at that moment, her ass stroked the little devil he had tried so hard to tame.
Michael froze instantly, his hands that were about to close the cabinet, stopping in the air.
Diana stood up with a flash and turned to look at him, her cute eyes wide opened;
''oh… sorry, I didn't know you were coming… '' that was the truth, she really didn't know but she wasn't sure he believed her since she had been giving him signals all day.
Michael gulped with all the strength he could muster and the hands hanging on the air came down slowly;
Diana's eyes widened as her gaze fell on the statue in front of her. Her eyes blinked and she swallowed hard. He was tying a towel loosely around his waist and his broad chest was bare in front of her. This was the first time she was seeing him n.a.k.e.d, her eyes traveled down his chest, to his defined abs and down to the lower V which disappeared underneath the towel; Her lips opened as she watched him transfixed. There was a few seconds of silence between them as each tried to comprehend what they were seeing. Michael didn't know she had firm b.r.e.a.s.ts until now, she was putting on a nightie without her bra, and he could see the outline of her b.r.e.a.s.ts and how her n.i.p.p.l.es poked firmly from it. His groins burned with raging l.u.s.t as he forced his eyes away from her and cleared his throat; ''Um, sorry, forgot I wasn't wearing clothes; '' his hand gripped the side of his towel when he saw that she was looking at him, unsure of what to do. Diana blinked out of her l.u.s.tful gaze and she looked up at his face; ''Oh no worries, I just wanted to give you this '' She said handing him the shirt awkwardly; ''There are no clothes in the room, so I wanted to give you this; sorry i came at the wrong time'' she stretched it out to him and Michael collected it; ''no need to apologize, thank you; '' Michael said, and Diana turned instantly, walking back to her room without looking back. Immediately she got to her room, she locked the door and slumped against the door. Did she just see him n.a.k.e.d! She gripped her hair as her face burned the more. She knew he would have a nice body but she wasn't expecting this level of gorgeousness. He had the perfect body every woman wanted to touch, defined abs, chiseled torso, strong and huggable; Diana scrunched down on the floor as she bit her lower lip. She had been fantasizing about him, and how his hands would feel on her, but now she had finally put a body to her imaginations and she was sure this was going to be the beginning of endless sleepless nights, just thinking of that body. Breathing out, she stumbled up from the ground and slipped out of the nightie on her body, she took a cold bath to beat out the l.u.s.tful thoughts from her mind. But as she stepped out of the shower, they came rushing back to her head. Diana knew she wasn't forgetting it anytime soon. As she brushed her hair slowly, she wondered how she was going to face him; she had totally embarrassed herself by gawking at his body l.u.s.tfully after saying to his face that she didn't want him. Diana bit her lower lip, she couldn't blame herself though, she was s.e.x-starved! But what in hell made her tell him she didn't want him! She felt like beating herself up, right now, she would have been taking a shower with him, running her hands down that great body, kissing, touching, and maybe fcking; but no, because she didn't want to seem easy, she had drawn the line herself. What would she do now? She pouted as she stood up from the table and wore a large cardigan that covered her body stopping halfway down her thighs. Walking out of the room, her eyes glanced towards his room, but it was still closed, she wondered if he was still inside but she wasn't going to try the devil again by knocking on the door. So instead of checking on him, she walked to the kitchen to prepare something for them to eat. But as she stepped inside, she saw him standing by the cooker, he was putting on the shirt she gave him and his pants. The shirt looked so good on him that she instantly fell in love with it. He had a great body, he would definitely look good on anything. ''What are you cooking? '' she asked, letting him know that she had walked in. Michael looked at her and his eyes traveled down her body in two seconds and they stopped on her face; Diana felt like he just undressed her with his eyes like she was a delicious meal he couldn't wait to devour. ''Pasta; '' Michael's words kicked her out of her thoughts and she dragged her feet towards him, peeking into the pot she smiled; ''Wow, it smells great! '' she said and leaned on the counter as she watched him. ''How did you learn how to cook? '' ''I didn't learn, I'm just smart. '' He grinned at her and Diana rolled her eyes; ''No matter how smart you are, you can't be smart enough to know something you don't know. '' ''Exactly, that is why I checked the recipe online before I started,'' he said pointing at his phone lying beside her on the counter. Diana rolled her eyes at him and he laughed; She watched him stir the food properly then dish it into their plates. Helping him, they carried the food to the dining. Michael washed his hands and sat in front of her as they ate. ''We have a scene on Wednesday by twelve, do you have time? If you don't I can push it backward.'' Diana said and he shook his head; ''don't worry, I'm the CEO, I can make time whenever I want. ''` She nodded; ''okay, just make sure you don't stress yourself. '' Michael nodded and continued eating. Diana looked down at her food and then she peeked at him again. His eyes were staring at his food, and his lips moved; his hair fell across his face, and he ate like he was modeling for a food company. Diana breathed out; This man was gorgeous. She thought, she wished she could touch him again, brush her fingers through his hair, kiss those lips She imagined her lips on those kissable lips as her thoughts went back to the kiss in the boutique. She had kissed a lot of men in movies but she hadn't felt anything so toe-curling. He knew how to pull you in and leave you wanting for more, and right now, she was helplessly dying to have more. She bit her lower lip as she gazed at him l.u.s.tfully. Michael didn't hear her eating for a moment and he raised his eyes, creasing his brows; ''What are you thinking about?'' Diana blinked out from her thoughts and looked down at her food instantly, filling her mouth with food, she knew she was blushing from embarrassment but she wished he didn't see it. ''Why are you red? Is your food too hot? '' At his statement, she got redder, god, she was just embarrassing herself the more. ''No, it is okay, I think it is a bit spicy. '' she smiled and filled her mouth with food, making sure not to look at him again. ''Sorry, didn't know you didn't like spicy foods. '' Diana smiled and continued eating. The rest of the meal went on quietly. After the meal, they washed the dishes together, after drying the plates; Michael placed them on the cabinet. His phone rang and he picked it; it was one of his friends asking if he was interested in partying, but he turned him down, when the call ended, Diana asked; ''Who was it? '' She had her back to him as she cleaned the sink and Michael's eyes fell on her white thighs involuntarily, and he felt a knot in his throat. ''One of my friends; '' he replied, gulping, as he pulled his eyes away from her legs; trying to tame the devil in his groin. Earlier when he saw her, he had to do some pushups to get himself in order. If only she knew was she was doing to him. She didn't want him to touch her, and yet she knocked on his door, half-n.a.k.e.d, with her b.r.e.a.s.ts arched towards him, and as though that was not enough she was wearing only a cardigan which outlined her backside and her curvaceous thighs. Michael brushed his hand through his hair as he tried to think of something else. He was really controlling himself from touching her, but she wasn't even helping. Did she think he was a plank of wood or what? ''Oh, when will I get to meet them? '' she glanced at him with a beautiful smile on her lips, ''maybe in the weekends, when they come around I'll invite you over, but trust me, they are just a pain in the ass. '' She laughed as she rinsed her hand. ''done! '' she said, and Michael walked towards her to close the cabinet, but at the same time Diana saw a spoon on the floor, and without knowing that he was coming, she bent down to pick it, and at that moment, her ass stroked the little devil he had tried so hard to tame. Michael froze instantly, his hands that were about to close the cabinet, stopping in the air. Diana stood up with a flash and turned to look at him, her cute eyes wide opened; ''oh sorry, I didn't know you were coming '' that was the truth, she really didn't know but she wasn't sure he believed her since she had been giving him signals all day. Michael gulped with all the strength he could muster and the hands hanging on the air came down slowly;
