RYDER'S POV
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Rose and almond oil, that's what hit my nose as I tugged the towel off her damp body. There's still water droplets running down her ribs right below her full breasts, and the view from where I sit on my f*****g knees is immaculate. Her soft pink n*****s aren't small, but they aren't big. Perfect, they are perfect. She is perfect.
Victoria inhales a breath that has her ribs contracting, her chest rising and when I look up at her, her eyes are wide, her hair sticking to her shoulders, curling in swirls against her skin.
"What are you doing?" She asks in a hushed whispery breath, and f**k me, because it was hot.
"Showing you exactly what my tongue can do," I grin, and before she could even open her mouth to say anything, I make my move. I lick up her thigh, holding her gaz
