Smut content.
«Take what you want,» Nate said.
Lara's eyes trailed down, and she blushed. He had allowed it, right? And, at the same time, he had given her control over everything. He wanted to be sure she was okay with it, and he wanted her to do only what she felt right.
His fingers pushed her underwear down, and she raised her bottom to help him. Her panties slipped down her legs, passing her knees and ankles. She got rid of them by kicking them away, and she returned to focus on Nate. There was nothing protecting her from his gaze, and it was okay.
It felt right... More than right. It was what she needed but didn't know. Would it have been the same for Nate? Would he also feel so... so complete?
She caressed his smile with trembling fingers, wondering about the many women he had charmed like that. She felt a sting of jealousy in her heart: they could see him all those years while she barely could remember his face! How unfair!