Page 124 of Bred By the Sheikh

Her skin was flushed across her chest.

The ring remained on her hand.

I stared at it.

Chrissy noticed.

“You really like that.”

“I really like you wearing it.”

She reached back and unfastened her bra.

It fell.

My cock pressed painfully against my trousers.

Chrissy slipped her panties down herself.

Then she stepped out of them.

She stood naked except for the diamond I’d put on her finger that morning.

Fuck.

I reached for her.

Chrissy stopped me with one hand against my chest.

“Your turn.”

I let her open my shirt.

She took her time.

Her palms moved over my chest when the fabric parted.

Then she pushed it off my shoulders.

I removed the rest of my clothes while she watched.

My cock sprang free.

Chrissy looked at it, then at me.

“You’re very pleased about this engagement.”

“I told you.”

Then she stepped closer and wrapped her hand around me.

I sucked in a breath.

Her ring flashed beside my cock.

I closed my hand around her wrist, stopping the stroke.

“If you keep doing that, this will end quickly.”