Chapter 17 The Wedding Night Ⅱ

• It was worth the hour it took me to get ready, just to see Norman’s reaction. His expression on his face when he saw me come out of the bathroom made me smile. His eyes widened and became darker, his breathing became more agitated, I saw how he struggled to swallow saliva, and I noticed that he clenched his fists on the armrest of the chair where he was sitting.
• -“You’re making it difficult again, Alicia. How do you expect me to sit down and have dinner with you when the only hunger I have right now is to devour you?”- Norman’s husky voice made me shiver, and a warmth, which I was beginning to recognize as desire, ran through my body from every one of my nerve endings to my intimate area and my breasts, making them tingle and crave more attention.
• -“So, Mr. Miller, won’t I even have the right to my last meal before being devoured?”- I asked, trying to make my voice sound less affected by desire, although I knew I had failed when I heard myself.