Mia’s eyes never left Sam’s as she did as she was told and slowly slid her panties down her legs, over her shoes, and stepped out of them. The sound that came out of his mouth was a mix between a sigh and a groan, something otherworldly she couldn’t quite put her finger on but knew she liked.

“Unhook your bra.”

She wasn’t expecting him to want her bra off before her shirt, but she did as she was told. Her white lacy bra was hooked in the front. She reached up and pulled the hook ...