Daniel lay on the bed, legs crossed, eyes fixed on the rain that pattered against the window frame. Cold, moist wind seeped through the gaps and brushed his bare chest, sending a shiver down his spine.
The room was calm and silent.
Lantern light flickered across the rough cement walls of his small room, casting restless shadows over his half-naked body.
A soft creak reached his ears.
Footsteps drew closer to his room.
*Knock-Knock*
"Come in," he called.
Marnie stepped inside wearing a thin cream-colored nightgown that clung to her full curves. The fabric did little to hide her massive breasts or the dark outline of her stiff nipples.
The gown looked custom-made, cut low and short in a clear invitation, the hem stopping at mid-thigh.
Daniel rose from the bed and closed the distance.
His hands shot down, grabbed her peach ass with both palms, and pulled her body tight against his, squeezing the soft flesh. "How can someone stay sane when you wear this type of dress?"
