Phei rose slowly behind her, hands never leaving her skin—palms sliding up her ribs, thumbs hooking the thin straps of her black lace bra.
He dragged them down her shoulders with deliberate cruelty, letting the cups peel away from her heavy breasts inch by inch.
The lace caught briefly on her stiff nipples, tugging them outward before snapping free with a soft pop. Her tits spilled out—full, round, flushed deep rose at the peaks—bouncing once as the bra fell to the marble, nipples scraping the cold glass with every heaving breath.
He didn't stop no matter how much he wanted to dive into those gorgeous boobs.
His fingers found the satin tie at her waist. One pull and the sheer black robe slithered off her shoulders like liquid night, pooling at her elbows, then her feet.
