Chapter 142

• Without saying a word he dips his fingers into the sides of my tights and underwear and begins pulling them both down, following the material down as it descends to the floor. Crouching down to his knees, he carefully takes off my shoes and socks, before lifting each leg to rid me of my clothing. I have to hold on to him as I almost lose my balance, one hand tightening in his hair. He groans and begins to leave soft kisses to the inside of my thighs as his hands lightly trace the outside.
• "Take off your shirt and bra, Isabella," he commands, his voice causing a soft vibration against my skin.
• I quickly do his bidding, blindly throwing away the remainder of my clothes. His light kisses are moving higher and higher and my core begins to shudder and ache. I can't keep my eyes off him and when he places one leg over his shoulder, he shoots me a look so wicked and overly confident that my other leg buckles and I have to scramble to regain balance. My arms find the counter behind me, but my other leg is suddenly placed on his other shoulder, my eyes realizing that I'm basically straddling him with my… oh… my… god.