Warning! This chapter contains mature content.
"Less talking and more taking off the clothes, please. I might change my mind if you don't properly comply with my demands."
Vincent chuckled and slowly unbuttoned his shirt taking longer than he needed to just to tease Aurora. Knowing she was in love with his muscles, he flaunted them as he pulled the shirt off of each arm. His abs glistened thanks to the sweat from him previously coming from a run.
He flicked the button holding his pants up, enjoying the sight of Aurora watching his every move. "My eyes are up here Aurora. Are you not a proper woman?"
Aurora knew that was going to come up at least once tonight. "I am when I feel like," she stood up. Rather than watching him take off his pants, she wanted to be the one to do it. "Allow me to help," she walked up to him, hooking her finger right by the button of his pants.