Page 18 of The Revenge Bride

I stand, grip the hem of my shirt, and whip it over my head, tossing it onto the sofa.

Starting at my collarbone, I run my hand down the front of my body. “You like these abs?”

“Oh yeah…”

“Want me to keep going?”

She nods.

I unbutton my jeans and then reach for the zipper.

Chapter 6

Lucy

When Rhett reaches for his zipper, I feel like he’s unwrapping a gift for me. The anticipation is killing me as he lowers it way too slowly.

My panties are soaked. My heart is nearly pounding out of my chest. But my expectations are low. I don’t want to deal with the frustration and disappointment I face when it comes to sex.

“Where’s your mind at?”

I pull my focus back to Rhett when he speaks.

I’m in awe. His body is one that songs should be written about. His body is sculpted and worship-worthy.

A dragon tattoo covers the right side of his chest, breathing fire to the other side.

He eases the zipper down another inch.

I squeeze my thighs together.

The zipper is all the way down now. He’s wearing black underwear, and his bulge strains the front of them.

Rhett crosses his arms. “This is all for you.”

I meet his eyes.

“I’m so hard right now,” he says. “My cock aches. My balls are throbbing.” He lets out a long groan. “It’s going to feel so good to come inside of you.”

“Take off your jeans,” I say.

He puts his hands on the waistband and lowers them slowly. Painstakingly slow. When they reach his ankles, he steps out and kicks them to the side.

“The underwear now? You want to see the head of my cock dripping for you?”

As he slides his underwear down, his cock springs free.

He takes it in his hand, rubbing the length.

“Do you want to go to the bedroom?” I ask. I’m ready to race him there.

“We’ll get there eventually.” He walks to me, leaning in with his mouth close to the side of my neck, but not making contact.

I’m so wet now I feel like a leaky faucet.

His tongue darts out and he licks my skin. “So sweetly perfect.”

I swallow. My veins are liquid fire.

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