Arya smiled as Neo tugged her tank top off of her body. She took it from his hands and threw it on the couch. She watched as he took in her lacy black bra that barely covered her breasts. She smirked as he undid her skirt and she let it fall in a pile on the floor. Her lace panties didn't leave much to the imagination, but she wasn't shy. She blushed slightly when he told her that her body didn't disappoint, most never said anything like that to her. They had their fun and that was it.<br/><br/>Neo then lifted her up, leaving her skirt on the floor. She smiled as her carried her into her bedroom, admiring the muscles that held onto her. When he gently dropped her onto her red and black comforter covered bed, she gave a quiet giggle. She gasped slightly and arched up into Neo's hand as he felt up her chest. Running Hus hands across her breasts. She smirked as he stated that he found this to be one of the finer things in his life. Arya sat up enough to reach the hem of his shirt and tugged it up.<br/><br/>After she got the shirt of she let her hands roam his sculpted muscles, wondering what stories she could find to explain each one. She looked up at him and licked her lips, dropping back onto the bed and dragging one of her legs up, letting it brush up against him. "Well its not everyday that I have a man as fine as you in my bed," she stated and dragged a finger down his torso. She tracked the movement with her  purple eyes, watching the muscles contract. She smiled as she felt herself getting more excited. She looked up at him and cocked her head to the side.