Anthony's POV
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"Take off your dress."
She blinked, startled. Those were the first words I said to her the moment we stepped into my room.
I closed the space between us and gently took her hands, "this is how I'm going to show you, Alicia."
Her eyes searched mine with confusion, but then she gave a slow, hesitant nod.
I stepped back, my gaze locked on her as she lifted the dress over her head.
My breath hitched.
The soft lamplight caressed her skin, painting her in a warm, golden glow. Her breasts were full and tempting, her body feminine in a way that drew something raw out of me.
She stood there in nothing but her panties, arms slightly folded across her stomach, her eyes darting around the room, at anywhere but me.
"Look at me, Alicia."
She did. Slowly, her eyes rose and met mine.
I began undoing the buttons of my shirt, one by one, watching the way her gaze followed each movement, tracing, learning, wanting.
