His voice echoed in her head, stealing her breath and igniting a fire deep in her core.
"Now, take off your clothes."
Her hands trembled as they reached for the thin straps of her sundress.
Slowly, almost hesitantly, she slid them off her shoulders.
The fabric fell in a whisper to the floor, pooling at her feet like a surrender.
She stood there, vulnerable, in nothing but her panties.
"Leave the underwear," he commanded, his voice curt yet laced with an undertone of desire that made her pulse race.
Her breath hitched as she felt his gaze on her, devouring her inch by inch.
Though the shadows cloaked him in mystery, his presence was overpowering, tangible, and raw.
Her body betrayed her, responding to the heat in his unseen stare.
"Get on the counter," he growled, his tone rough, dripping with restrained hunger.
