When her breasts were finally released, she knew a moment of panic that they had gone too far.
The swell of well developed breasts peeked from a tank top that might have looked suggestive on someone else.
He touched her face and trailed a finger down her neck, between her breasts, and rested his hand on her stomach.
At her words, his gaze ripped from her breasts and pounced on her face.
She unfastened the belt of her robe and hunched up, pushing it aside, letting it fall open just enough to expose an uninterrupted line of flesh from between her breasts, and down her torso and leg.