Borrowed WifeThe Breeding Favor Chapter 7

The Reveal

"Alright. You asked for it."

The air in the room changed. It became heavy, electric.

I unbuckled my belt. Her eyes widened, glued to my hands. I unzipped my fly and dragged my rock-hard cock out of my boxers. It sprang free, throbbing in the cool air.

"Holy shit," she breathed. "You actually did it."

"Your turn," I grunted, wrapping my hand around my shaft.

Cici didn't hesitate. "Mama keeps her promises."

She sat down next to me on the sofa. She curled one long leg up onto the cushions. As her leg went up, the shirt slid down her thigh.

The "shadow" I saw earlier wasn't panties.

It was hair. A patch of dark, neat, natural hair. A pristine black triangle against her porcelain skin. She was completely naked underneath.