Betty's POV

"Strip." It was a single word but it knocked out all the senses from my head and my every single breath.

It wasn't a suggestion but a command. He wasn't arguing, he didn't want to compromise. My fist clenched, and I steadied myself. I wasn't going to give in so easily, even if his eyes alone were already doing unspeakable things to me.

His words sank into me like warm poison. I froze. It felt like I had forgotten how to breathe at that moment.

My mind moved ...