Ariana's hands immediately moved to her chest as she gently tried to cover it, as shyness seeped in. She had tried her best to be calm, but it seemed like he was staring at her all over again.
It had been years, and now standing in front of him with only her bra and panties made her body tingle. Zavren's eyes sparkled as his lips moved into a devilish smirk.
"Oh, don't be shy, hmm? Or do you want to see mine?" he spoke. Ariana shook her head, and before she could even say more, Zavren's hands moved to his pants as he pulled them down.
Ariana's eyes widened as she stared at his rod, which now stood tall. Her eyes immediately shifted from it, shocked by how much bigger it had gotten.
As her face burned deeply, Zavren simply chuckled once more, then spoke softly:
"I can't promise to be gentle with you." His eyes held a deep, seductively sinful gaze as they stared at her up and down, worshipping her perfect body.
