Lucas: I could smell her all day

I MUST be hallucinating. That's the only way to explain Iris arching her back and wrestling with her lingerie and bra on my bed—whilst I watch!

In mere seconds she removes the hindering soft fabric, throwing it somewhere on the floor before lying comfortably on my bed. I pause, taking in the Oscar-winning body lying on my white sheets, watering my mouth before I even touch her.

She's beautiful. Every inch of her.

"Shit, I'm in trouble," I grunt biting my bottom lip as my hands find their way to her legs, "You look so good on my sheets."

Trailing down her legs, my hands find the spot between her thighs they had been itching to touch. It's a slick waterfall down there, and I can tell she has been waiting for me by the way she immediately squirms.

"Lucas..."