“Now help me get these sheets on the bed,” I demand, and Leo shakes his head slowly.
“I finished my box of your toys,” he replies, winking at me.“And now I want you to take off your shirt.”
Chapter Fourteen
Leo
I can’t believe I ever thought I could slow things down with this woman.And fuck me, I’ve tried to, but she’s damn persistent.
And sexy.
And fuck if she doesn’t seem to want me hella fucking bad right now.Consequences be damned.
“My shirt, huh?”she says, grinning as she stands beside an empty box of bedding.
I sit back, so I’m leaning against the wall, my arms crossed over my chest as I get ready to enjoy the view.“Yep,” I reply with a nod.
Hannah’s grin widens as her hands move to the bottom of her shirt, slowly inching it up and giving me the tiniest glimpse of bare skin.I feel like my mouth is watering as I watch the material get higher and higher, eventually revealing a seriously sexy black bra.
“Fuck,” I breathe out as she pulls it completely off, throwing the top onto the floor.
She raises a brow, a smirk on her face as she says, “And here I thought you wanted to put a pause on that side of things.”
Chuckling, I shake my head.“Fuck that, I’m not sure I can anymore.”
“Good, because I need you to fuck me,” she says.“Now lose the shirt too,” she adds, waving a hand at me.
“What?”I ask, smiling up at her.“Why?”
Hannah gestures to the empty box, the bedding that now lies all over the floor.“I unpacked a box.They were your rules, Leo,” she says playfully.
I stand, shaking my head a little as I reach behind to pull the t-shirt over my head.“Interesting interpretation,” I tease, throwing my t-shirt on the floor.“Not sure the box is technically unpacked, but I’ll concede.”
Hannah bends over, giving me an amazing view of her cleavage as she grabs a set of sheets from the floor.“So, are we making this bed then?”
Shaking my head, I cross my arms over my chest again.“Nope, you are.”
She scoffs, opening the bottom sheet and throwing it over the mattress.“Well, if that’s the case, you’re losing an item of clothing for every piece of bedding I put on,” she says, glancing back at me.
“Same goes for you with these boxes,” I add, motioning to the ones still on the floor.
Hannah’s grin widens.“Race you,” she teases, moving quickly as she gets the fitted sheet put on the bed.
Laughing, I grab a box that’s labeled bathroom, ripping it open to find cosmetics and other toiletries.I have no idea where any of this shit goes as I carry it toward the small bathroom.I quickly empty it onto the counter, but before I’m finished, I hear Hannah’s voice call out from the bedroom.
“You can lose the jeans now, Leo,” she says, and I can tell she’s smiling.
Walking back into the bedroom, I lean against the door frame.Hannah is standing proudly beside her bed, dressed in nothing but her jeans and bra, the bottom sheet now fitted to the bed and a very smug look on her face.
“I’m not sure this is a fair fight anymore,” I say, as I slowly unbuckle my belt.
Hannah’s eyes widen, as she lets out a playful laugh.“You started it,” she says.“I was all for skipping over this whole waiting thing and you know it.”
Chuckling, I pull the belt from my jeans and drop it on the floor, cocking a brow as though to ask if that’s enough.
“No way, mister,” she says, shaking her head.“I said lose the jeans.”
“I see, so it’s like that, is it?”I ask, pushing my jeans down my hips until they fall to the floor.When I straighten and look over at Hannah, her mouth is hanging slightly open and her eyes are locked firmly on my crotch.I’m wearing pretty tight boxer briefs, so I’ve got no doubt she can see exactly what this little game is doing to me.“You okay over there?”I ask.
