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.

red, flushed from the soak in the

tomato he wanted to take a bite

jaguar ready to lash out at any moment as

body was partially concealed underneath the robe, making for a truly tantalizing sight to

and he rasped

eyes as

with its intensity and leaving her throat as

revealing the sharply defined chest. Every line and contour screamed of strength and

they had been married for four years and had made love countless times, seeing him so blatantly naked still served to

and entangling the silky strands while

her quietly, taking in the pitch-black eyes that burned hotter than a

don’t leave me

head as his lips smashed into hers forcefully. His kiss was

their heads, the stars glimmered brightly

everything was oh-so-romantic

shone

his arms stirred,

sore limbs