Lucien’s hands slid lower down her stomach to the waistband of her jeans. He undid the button and zipper easily, smoothly sliding the denim down her legs and along with her panties. Isla stood there, completely naked and completely exposed, her body trembling with urgent anticipation.
“Look at you standing there,” he murmured, his gaze traveling slowly and intensely over her body. “So perfectly flawless. I am going to utterly ruin you, Isla. I am going to use you until you cannot physically walk away.”
He stepped back and pulled off his own clothes. The movement was full of a predatory, graceful confidence that made her mouth suddenly dry. His erection was just as intimidating as the rest of him, thick and rock-hard, the tip already wet with fluid. He grabbed her firmly by the hips, lift
