Chapter 349. Tiff and Samuel: 7

Tiff’s POV

I slowly crawled along the mattress. Something in Samuel’s command lit my inner sex goddess. I didn’t know if I looked it, but I sure felt it.

“Fuck. Yes. Just like that, Red,” Samuel groaned.

When I reached Samuel, I knelt, grabbed the front of his dress shirt, and pulled it open hard. Buttons flew everywhere. I had seen it done in a movie and had always wanted to try it; it actually worked!

“Hey,” Samuel smirked. “That was my favorite shirt.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” I gasped.

“I’m teasing, Red,” Samuel chuckled.

I play slapped Samuel on the chest and giggled. My hand lingered on his rock-hard chest. Fuck, he must work out constantly.

“Getting rough with me, Red?” Samuel chuckled a