Honey Trap?

Kira was wearing a satin halter nightdress, backless. Austyn’s eyes roamed over her body as she lay on her back. Feeling naked, she burrowed under the blanket and pulled it up over her chin. Being so close to the man still gave her a severe case of butterflies. She was self-conscious in the bedroom. Her heart beat a little faster with every step he took towards her. Kira glanced to the other side, refusing to lock eyes with Austyn. She was huddled in a corner of the bed, taking up as little space as possible. Austyn knew she had just showered and did not have make-up on. Yet her face was blushing with a shade of red even the best rouge couldn’t compare. Somehow, he found her maidenly modesty endearing. She thought she could hide under the blanket, but the thin wool fabric only accentuated her amazing curves. The blanket was a soft grey with a red bow print, which happened to rest above her chest. The girl looked like a delectable present waiting to be unwrapped. His Adam’s apple bobbed