WARNING: EXPLICIT MATURE CONTENT AHEAD.
Roman was about to answer the question when Tessy did something he wasn't expecting. She licked her lips in the most seductive manner he had ever seen—slow, deliberate, and dripping with intention—but she didn't stop there.
Shifting her attention back to the screen, her fingers glided away from where her left palm had been resting on her thigh. She traced a slow, teasing path upward, gliding over the curve of her stomach and continuing her ascent until she reached her left boob.
With a subtle arch of her back, she shut her eyes and tilted her head back, her long lashes fluttering briefly before she let out a soft, breathy moan.
Her fingers curled around the swell of her breast, giving it a gentle squeeze, and in that moment, Roman's grip on control wavered—dangerously. Every nerve in his body tightened, heat crawling up his neck as his thoughts clouded, watching her like a man on the brink of losing all restraint.
