Bryan White's breath deepened, and his long dormant body suddenly reacted.
He curled his thin lips, startled to realize that he wasn't devoid of desire, but only for her...!
The body is the most honest, it doesn't lie. Bryan White didn't hesitate any longer and chose to follow his feelings.
And the woman's hands were already unbuttoning his shirt. He glanced down to see that Mabel Doyle, inexperienced and trembling, had only managed to undo three buttons after a long time.
Her cheeks were flushed red, almost bleeding, as she furiously tugged at his shirt. Bryan White's breathing grew heavier, and his large hand suddenly grasped her hand and then pulled back.
"Bryan..." Mabel was startled, thinking he had rejected her, her face turned ashen, the color completely draining. Just as she was about to speak, she saw him start to undress himself.
