Felecia's chuckle turned into a sigh as he kissed across her stomach to her navel. Everything he did to her felt good. Indulgent.
Evan hooked his fingers in the waistband of the yoga pants she'd slept in. She lifted her hips, giving silent permission to be undressed. He dragged both pants and panties down her hips, pausing to press more kisses to each hip.
Her stomach muscles tightened as his mouth drifted lower.
He wasn't going to...
Evan stood back, taking her clothes with him and leaving her naked.
For a moment they just looked at each other. He was a sight to behold clothed. What would he look like naked?
He took a step toward the bed.
"Take your shirt off?" She didn't know what he intended to do, but she wanted more bare skin from him.