The hook of my pants did open, but...
How much time had it taken?
That gorgeous bastard, after reaching for my waistband, without taking her eyes off my face, with her snail's pace, searched for the hook, but after finding it, she didn't open it right away and, for some goddamn reason, paused before finally opening it.
Ah, fuck this!
Frustrated by her teasing, I brought my hands to my pants, but they didn't even graze them when Alina, with a swift motion, grabbed both of my wrists.
"W—what are you doing?"
My voice came out hoarse and weak. In my entire life, I hadn't felt this way before, so I didn't know what to do, but even I could tell that she shouldn't be teasing me like this.
Smiling like a kind angel, she grabbed both my hands with one of hers and with her free right hand, grabbed the zip, and...
Nothing. She did nothing except calling my name with her beautiful voice.
"Andrea...you haven't answered me."
