"Fuck Pagne!" He curses out loud as my fingers play underneath the band of his pants. I can feel no other band beneath the band of his pants so it means he is bare underneath these pants.
So if I slip my hand a little lower, my fingers will touch—
"Mmm!" He bites back some sounds yet again as my fingers graze him there.
"It's not fair." I suddenly say and pull my hand out of his pants and his lashes instantly flips open.
"What?" He asks.
"I'm completely naked. You've ogled every bit of my body. I want to do the same too. I want to see you totally naked before me."
I must really be drunk tonight. Drunk and high on Duke Grand.
He suddenly lets out a laugh, hiding his face behind both his palms as he laughs louder and longer. "Oh Dearest," He takes his hand off his face, "even in an intense and sexual atmosphere like this," He brings a palm to my face and caresses me, pushing some strands of hair back from my face. "You never fail to amuse me." He finds me amusing.
