FortyEight

Ashira’s POV   I bit my lip and dipped my body lower in the water in a slow, careful way. His eyes strongly reflects his desire and his command was send straight to the bond between us. I can’t help getting dizzy from the haze of heat I felt. Loving every inch of the tingling feeling he sent just by eyeing me. “Come here, Ashira.” he repeats, slightly leaning forward which intensify the emotions on his eyes. I gulped. “I-I’m e-enjoying the water-” “Never mind, then. I’ll come to you.” he said, paying less attention with what I was saying. My lips parted lightly as I watched him get on his feet, his eyes didn’t blink as he kept its contact with mine. In front of me stands a perfectly chiseled bare chest. The sun kisses his oiled-like body and it shines gorgeously. His chest was broad and firm, abs that were perfectly sculpted. Hard, aching to be touched. I wouldn’t start any more thoughts about his V-Line or else I’ll be glad to take that pants off of him. Oh, God. I diverted my eyes so