In the dimly lit room, Alexa stretched languidly along the length of the couch, her perfectly toned legs on full display. Miles couldn't take his eyes off her and couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He stood up from the armchair, his own hardened formidable to her invitation. As if in slow motion, he started to undo his tie before unbuttoning his crisp white shirt. Alexa watched him through hooded eyes, arching her back slightly to provide a glimpse of lace-adorned skin beneath her vest. With measured steps, they approached each other, their movements syncing into a sensuous dance. His fingers traced the delicate lines of her neck before grazing across soft skin, following the path towards her lacy-covered core.
"Take it off..." he whispered, his rough voice sending shivers down Alexa 's spine. Slowly pulling back, she looked into his eyes, filled with desire that mirrored her own, and bit her lower lip. With trembling hands, she unsnapped the clasp of her bra and slid it off, revealing her nude form to him for the first time.
