Sightseeing

King's worries came true when Ivy pulled a brand-new shirt that might have cost thousands of dollars and started ripping it off, making it look torn.

His face contorted into a grimace, “What the heck are you doing? I like that tee!”

Ivy gave him an icy stare, stopping him in his tracks as he tried to take the clothing. "Sit," she said, gesturing toward the bed behind him.

He followed instructions and then turned to look at her.

“Whatever I do, don't say anything till I'm done, got it?”

Instead of answering, a sly smile began playing on his lips.“ Did anyone ever tell you that when you do that, you look hot? When you act so tyrannical?"

Ivy furrows her brow and asks, "Is it where you say, 'I'm the male, I'm the one allowed to act that way?'”

“How did you...” He suddenly stopped himself mid-sentence, sensing the dangerous vibes coming from her. He wanted to say, how did you know but instead he grinned, “Whaaat? Who said that? Acting domineering is hot, I'm all hard for you right