My Extraordinary Wife

Her long, shapely legs were stretched out before her, teasing him endlessly.

Lucas could not tear his gaze away from the entrancing sight of her beauty as arousal darkened his eyes.

His breathing deepened while desire ran rampant through him.

He had always known that Ashlyn was beautiful. But here, underneath the moonlight, she looked like an ethereal goddess.

Every time he looked at her, he would discover another facet of her beauty.

Like someone digging for treasure, the more he dug the deeper into the hole he fell.

His nerves strummed with anticipation and excitement as he wrapped a white robe around her body before lifting her into his arms.

He set her down on the bed like she was some priceless artefact, then moved to lean against the headboard regally.

His movements caused the collar of his black robe to fall open, revealing the hard planes of his chest.

“Honey…” his hoarse voice breathed out seductively as his Adam’s apple bobbed. Lust burned in his eyes, unfathomable and deep.

Ashlyn’s damp hair spread out around her like a halo, contrasting against her pale skin.

shade of red, flushed from the soak

like a delicious tomato he wanted

a jaguar ready to lash out at any moment as she stared back

underneath the robe, making for a truly tantalizing sight to

further and he rasped

was a slightly triumphant look in his eyes as he admired her

its intensity and

slipped from his body, revealing the sharply defined chest. Every line and contour

married for four years and had made love

fingers played with her long hair, twining and entangling the silky strands while

the man above her quietly, taking in the pitch-black eyes that burned hotter

me again,”

smashed into hers forcefully. His kiss

above their heads, the stars glimmered brightly in

that moment, everything was oh-so-romantic

dawn shone down

in his arms stirred,

rubbed her sore limbs before struggling into an upright