Chapter 74 The Art Of Magic
- I pulled down Ezekiel’s shirt, exposing his formed chest, and gently pushed him to lie on the bed. I sat on his bulge and balanced him, running my fingertips over his abs and then slowing down at his belt.
- A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I pressed them together, teasing him with my coy expression.
- Ezekiel smiled up at me, his eyes gray with passion.