Page 168 of Master of My Life

never get married.”

“I’m glad you were wrong,” he said softly, stroking her cheek.

“Me, too.”

Her hands slid down to his chest, and she tugged at his tunic. Sabrina didn’t want anything

between them. He pulled back and yanked it over his head, then kicked off his pants. Sabrina sighed.

He was beautiful, with sculpted muscles from his shoulders to his feet. His chest was broad and

strong, his abs . . . oh! His abs . . . A white scar descended from his side to his hip, but even that

couldn’t mar his amazing looks. Her gaze traveled lower, and she bit her lip as his cock jutted out

from his hips. Sabrina saw the new ball piercings on the top and she wanted to run her hand up and

down his long, broad length.

“Did it hurt?” Sabrina asked, reaching out tentatively and looking up for permission.

He nodded. “Yes.” He groaned softly as she caressed him. She ran her hand up his hard, smooth

chest and circled his nipples with her fingers. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” she murmured and

then leaned forward to kiss the smooth skin. He inhaled sharply.

“Sabrina . . .” He groaned as she kissed lower and lower, but before she could reach his glorious

cock, he pulled her up into another kiss. He slid the straps of her dress aside and kissed her shoulder.

He pushed her dress down over her hips and she lifted her hips to let him slide the silken material off

her body and toss it to the ground behind her.

He pressed her onto her back and kissed her again as his hands wandered down her side. His

tongue delved slowly into her mouth and she groaned as she felt his hard cock against her thigh. He

slid his fingers up her arm and kissed down to her shoulder once more. He scooted down, his tongue

skimming her clavicle. Goosebumps popped up all over her body. His hands slid to her upper arms

and his thumbs brushed her triceps. Each touch of his lips sent fire through her veins.

She slid her hands into his hair as he slowly kissed down to her breasts. Her nipples grew tight as

he drew closer . . . closer. She sighed as he ran a thumb gently over her nipple before taking it into his

hand and gently caressing it.

Oh, it was everything and more to have his hands on her body. Her entire body was alive with

love and desire for her husband.

“I love you, Sabrina,” he whispered before taking her nipple into his mouth.

She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. “I love you, Chase.”

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