Scarlett stifled another smile and helped him get out of his white t-shirt. He helped her get out of her own t-shirt, too.
Ethan moved back slightly on the soft mattress and unbuttoned her pants. The unzipping that followed was a soft susurrus in the quiet room, a zipper's teeth parting in a hushed chorus. It easily came off and revealed her long and tender legs to him and, at the same time, her inner thighs.
Her legs were fair, like olives, lithe, and just… beautiful.
Scarlett didn't shy away from showing him all of herself either; she displayed it to him and smiled in satisfaction as his eyes grew hot.
She was not wearing any underwear, so when she spread her thighs slightly, he could immediately see her little sister. It was clean, peach-shaped, and pink, and there was a single drop of nectar oozing out of it.
That made his own boxers gain a huge bulge in the middle.
