Bella stood before him wearing only the pink satin robe he loved so much. Her nipples were sharp pebbles pressing against the smooth fabric. She smiled at him, crooking one eyebrow. What do you want, Cowboy? she asked.
God, she was sexy. She untied the robes sash and let it fall open, revealing the inside curves of her breasts, the neat patch of ginger where her legs met. His erection strained against the fly of his pants. He wanted her. But then, she knew that.