He tore her sleep pants apart at the seam, the loud rip making her gasp and attempt to pull away. None of the clothing he bought her was cheap, and he’d never torn any of her clothing off her like this before. She was a bit stunned.
“Adam!”
Paying no attention, he continued to pull bits of clothing off her, getting to her panties and relieving her of those pieces of fabric as well until she was finally bare from the waist down. He looked up, eyes dark and commanding.
“Shirt. Off,” he growled. It was gone from her body with a quickness as she pulled it over her head.
Naked, completely bare to him, and damn did he love looking at her. She would be his in the end, and that was all that mattered. She could have been twice her size or more and he still have loved every blessed inch of he
