Chapter 42. Caught

I began unbuttoning his polo shirt, my hands trembling noticeably, but I heard no objections from him. Nevertheless, there was no resistance from him either. He remained silent, watching me, his eyes fixed on mine, while he casually played with the ribbon on my pajama pants.

He raised an eyebrow as if asking me what was next. Although it was apparent that he wasn't intoxicated, nor had he consumed any alcohol tonight, his demeanor was surprisingly composed.

"What's next?" he asked, still waiting for me to make a move.

With slow, deliberate movements, I removed my upper garments, leaving me in my blue bra. I swallowed as if it could swallow the embarrassment I was feeling right now.

He nodded in approval and shifted his gaze back to the ribbon on my pajama pants. I looked down and started untying it. He bit his lower lip, pulling me down to meet his lips. His kiss was intense, but we ended it with passionate while seeking for something.

I bit his upper l