She laid there, sprawling out contentedly and licking her lips as she watched him. Even though he was already mostly nude, watching that last bit as the still-damp swim trunks slid off his hips made her feel hot. She lifted a hand to trace down his hip, loving the way the muscle showed there. “So gorgeous,” she breathed.
Shivering with anticipation as he stood there in front of her, completely naked, Isaac pushed his hips forwards and watched with wide eyes as her fingers ghosted across his flesh, goosebumps rising mere seconds later. “R-really?” He stammered out, reaching to curl his fingers in her fiery locks.
“God, yes.” She found a freckle and stroked it, before sitting up to put her mouth to it, hunting for other freckles to kiss and lick. “How long you are, your skin, pale and smooth, your shoulders, the way you’re muscled without being built. So perfect.”