Chapter 3
He didn’t have to tell me twice as I sprang from the mattress and dropped my panties. I stripped from my nightgown, let my breasts bounce free and waited for him. My fervid legs spread open on their own while I laid still and studied the sculpted muscles of his abdomen. “I’m ready,” I announced.
Jake Sutherland was a masculine work of art. His broad expanse of chest looked too chiseled to be real and his solid, bronzed shoulders could have won Olympic medals. He licked his lips and traced my ravenous slit with primal eyes. A corner of his mouth rose to a smile. “I can see that, Sweetheart.”
The term of endearment fluttered through the air, its warm wings tingling my upper body into a melodic vibration.
My chest expanded, vibrating to the sound of his voice. It was the first t
