Despite the fact that the body was turned away from him, and covered with a thin quilt.
Just from the curves and shape of the body.
He could immediately tell that it was Janet Frank lying on the large bed.
Lynn's brow involuntarily arched slightly.
This time, he did not ask Janet to give him a massage and warm the bed.
But Janet, as if by habit, had come to his large bed.
Lynn stepped closer with his steps.
Perhaps it was his footsteps that woke Janet on the large bed.
Or perhaps it was because Janet had been waiting for him, until she fell asleep.
As he stepped closer to the bed.
Janet's waist, curved as she lay on the bed, was gently swaying.
She did not notice at all, the thin quilt covering her slipped down.
Janet's pristine shoulders and spine came into his view.
Lynn's gaze moved slowly down Janet's spine.
That voluptuous fair ridge contrasted sharply with her waist.
Creating an alluring curve.
