She's surprised at how suddenly hot and electric charged it becomes when he starts undressing for her. It's due, in large part, to his intense gaze as he looks at her. She feels like she's caught in it. Her eyes alternate between that catching gaze and the way he's slowly removing his clothes bit by bit. He's sexy as sin, and he absolutely knows it. He looms over her, something she deeply enjoys. She wants to be overwhelmed by him. She groans at the warm velvet heat of his tongue along her body. She longs to feel it all over her.

"All mine? What a treat," she teases though her voice is thick with desire. Her fingertips run along his chest to trace the planes of his body. He's straddling her, so she can't wrap her legs around him like she's craving to do.

Her hands drifts further down to tease along the growing bulge before she finally undos the buttons, one by one. Darcy holds his gaze as she does so.