"Hot..."
She purred lowly in his arms, tugging at her own clothes.
The alcohol was taking effect, making her feel restless all over. She was too confused to express it, merely assuming she felt hot.
"Should I help you take off your clothes?"
"Mm-hmm."
After her own fumbling attempts failed, she immediately agreed when she heard his offer to help.
Kris Cooper extended his hand. Supporting her with one arm, he undressed her from her loungewear with the other.
Once her clothes were off, the intense heat seemed to lessen. The young woman sighed in satisfaction. She flopped back onto the pillow and kicked her legs a little on the bed.
"Pants..."
This little thing, is she treating me like a servant?
Kris Cooper chuckled softly, reached over to undo the drawstring of her lounge pants, and helped her take them off.
He folded her pants neatly, covered her with a thin blanket, then lay down beside her again.
