Chapter 14

• “I want to taste you. I want to see you, all of you,” I say, getting on my knees. He’s standing at the end of the bed, watching me with a sexy, wicked smile on his face.
• In one quick motion, he pulls his sweater off and tosses it on the floor, and all I can do is sigh in appreciation when I see his bare chest and abs. He is absolute perfection. I want to run my fingers and tongue over all the peaks and grooves of his muscles. His smile grows when I reach my hands out and rest them on his hard pecs. Tracing the lines of his muscles, I let my fingers dance along his skin. He has the perfect amount of chest hair, and I let out a soft groan when I follow the path of it down his hard, sculpted abs to where it disappears down his pants.
• Running my finger under the waistband of his jeans, I lick my lips and say, “I want to see everything.”