188. Do It Yourself

His eyes moved around her body and Mauve felt herself fidget under his gaze. Was it normal that she felt like she was on fire?

The only pieces of clothing separating them as she straddled him were her underwear and his pants. "Take it off," he ordered.

"What?" She asked, a little uncertain about what he was referring to but considering she only has one piece of clothing on, it should have been an easy guess.

"Take it off," he repeated. "If I do it myself there would be nothing left. I will rip it to shreds. It is best if you take it off yourself."

Mauve knew he meant every single word he said to her, his eyes told her he was serious. She nodded and slowly stood to her feet while he pushed himself upward. He rested on his elbows as he stared up at her.