Looks like me

Blaze trudged down the stairs slowly. His nose wrinkled as the smell of French toast and scrambled eggs wafted into it.

He glimpsed Arabella in the kitchen, with only his shirt on. And he stayed by the last step for a while, observing her in his shirt, which was reaching her thigh.

It was fúcking hot, and the urge to bend her over to see if she had anything underneath filled him.

"Shit, you scared me!" Arabella jumped as soon as her eyes landed on his.

"I didn't know you'd look this hot wearing my shirt. Perhaps, I should get more of it for you?" walking towards her, he gripped her waist, kissing her neck.

Blaze turned her as he realised she was naked in it. His eyes darkened briefly, and he let out a groan.

"Why the fúcking temptation? You are making me have nasty thoughts of you bent over the countertop."

"How about you do it?" Arabella said. She bent herself, showing him the pretty view of her naked áss and shaved pússy.

Blaze chuckled. He smacked her backside and cupped her pussy