72 You Are Drooling

Sunday evening,

Stella came in barging through the door without even knocking with four dresses in her hands.

"I can not decide which one to wear, you choose." She said pursing her lips. "Why aren't you saying anything?" She asked when she didn't hear a response.

"Will..." The rest of her words got stuck inside her throat, her eyes widening with her mouth agape. She was opening and closing her like a goldfish, but nothing came out, not even a single word. She was flabbergasted by the sight before her.

Adam had just gotten out of shower, his hairs dripping wet, when she barged inside his room as if it was her own, not that he would mind.

He only had a white towel loosely wrapped around his lower half which was hanging low around his waist. Droplets of water could be seen running down his refined muscular chest to his lower abdomen. Stella gulped a mouthful of saliva enjoying the fine piece of man before her. He looked like a model who had just walked out of a magazine. 

Adam could feel her burning gaze on himself but instead of minding it, he was enjoying it. At least, all of those hours that he had spent in his gym finally paid off. He couldn't be more proud of his body. He ran his fingers through his hairs, the action causing his muscles to flex. Stella licked her lower lip looking at his taut muscles. 

Adam made his way towards her, taking one step at a time. "You are drooling." He spoke up softly when he was standing just a foot away from her.

His voice broke Stella out of her daze, and she finally shifted her eyes from his six packs. Looking at his face, she tried to say something, anything, but couldn't.

"You---You have a good body." She finally spoke up after a while. 

"That, I know. But thank you for the compliment." Adam chuckled at his little elf who was still busy eyeing his body.

"You needed my help with something." Adam asked looking at the bunch of dresses in her hands.

"I wanted to ask which abs should I wear today?" Stella replied finally breaking her eyes away. 

Adam raised an eyebrow at her question as he tried to control the laugh threatening to escape his lips. "I am sorry but I don't see any abs in your hands."

Stella furrowed her brows in confusion after hearing his reply. As realization dawned on her, her cheeks turned pink. 'You and your stupid mouth.' She scolded herself internally.

"I-I-I meant dress. Which dress should I wear today?" She asked giving him a wide smile.

Adam took all the dresses from her and put them down on his bed next to each other. He gave all of them a look and picked up a peach dress and passed it to her. Before she could hold the dress, he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him. Stella crashed right into his body. Before she could step back, he threw the dress back on the bed and held her close to him by his lower back with his one arm while the other one was still holding onto her hand. 

He placed her hand on his chest, holding it firmly there. "Why are you being so shy? This all yours baby." He murmured seductively next to her ear as he traced her hand on his chest.

Stella could feel the blood rushing to her face, heating it up. 

"Open your eyes." Adam spoke softly when he saw her eyes shut. "Do what you were doing a while earlier sweetheart, watch me."

Stella slowly opened her eyes to find a pair of gray eyes looking intently at her, burning with passion. She gulped a mouthful of saliva as her eyes trailed down to his broad shoulders then to his chest and lower down. She wanted to trace her fingers over those abdominal muscles so bad. Feeling her fingers twitch under his palm, Adam let go of her hand. 

After a minute or so, Adam felt her hand move, her fingertips grazing over his muscles, sending a tingling sensation under his skin. His lips broke into a smirk when he saw her licking her lower lip as her fingers traced his abdominal muscles. He could feel the blood rushing down to his pelvic region. 

Stella came out of her daze when she felt something hard poking her lower abdomen. It didn't need a genius to know what it was. Her face turned crimson red as she pushed him away from her. 

Adam stumbled back a few steps. His hands instinctively move down to hold the towel in its place when he felt it slipping down. 

Stella's face turned redder as she turned around and ran out of his room. She could hear the sound of his laughter even in the hallway as she headed to her room.