Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk.
"Let me."
Odeta let go, feeling nervous as she stared at him. In just a second, he had unbuckled his belt, yanked down the zipper of his pants, and pulled it down to reveal only his briefs.
Odeta stopped staring, her face feeling hot and her heart beating wildly in her chest as he saw the clear outline of his size through his briefs. Seeing her shy look as a blush crept on her face and the side of her neck, his fingers swiftly fell on his shirt buttons and meticulously unbuttoned them one after the other. He was in a hurry to get rid of the shirt on his body. Finally getting his shirt off, he lowered himself onto the bed, hovering over her.
When his slender fingers that had become rough due to years of handling guns touched the buttons on her shirt intending to help her undress, she held his hands in place and stared at him through her lashes.
