The slow sexy grin he gave her drenched her already damp panties. “Naughty it is.” She gasped as he wrenched the nightshirt up over her head, leaving her naked save her red panties with an embroidered picture of mistletoe in the centre of the moist fabric. She stood still as his gaze ran over her full breasts, down to her designer underwear. He kneeled in front of her, traced the threaded outline of mistletoe before pressing a hard kiss on it. Nia shivered in anticipation as he stood back up. His eyes were so hard and dark, she should’ve been frightened by what plans he had for her, but she wasn’t. “Take those off.” She obeyed his command, loving the rough edge in his voice deepening his sexy accent. Her eyes never left his face as she pushed the panties down to her feet. She stepped out of them and Quin picked them up. Her pussy creamed a little more as she watched him drag the wet fabric across his nose. “The slippers too.” She kicked them off as he pulled off his sweater and T-shirt.
