As much as I’m eager to see every bit of her right now, the excitement in her eyes and the temptation of seeing her in some sexy lingerie is too much to resist.

“I absolutely do.”

I give the crest of her beautiful breasts one last kiss each before I let her go. She scampers off toward her bedroom with one timid glance over her shoulder at me. I give her a reassuring smile. This girl has no idea what she does to me.

“It’s not black. Or lacy,” she calls out from her bedroom. Thank God. Maybe I stand half a chance of not creaming my jeans tonight.

“So what? Does it make you feel sexy?” I ask dismissively.

“Yes.”

“Then it’s perfect. Now, get your ass out here!” I demand.

The door to her bedroom creaks open, followed by the pitter-patter of her bare feet gingerly traipsing across the living room until she comes into view. My jaw drops.

It’s not black and lacy. It’s red and silky.

I devour every inch of her body, hungry for the sight of her delicious curves. The thin straps of the red teddy expose her slim shoulders. Her hard nipples peek through the thin fabric, which is held on by two meager strings tied in a small bow in the front. One quick pull and she would be standing there in nothing but her panties.

I resist the urge to unwrap her like a present, savoring the teasing delight of her pale skin against the scarlet lingerie. The fabric flares at her hips, exposing her smooth stomach. My gaze sinks lower to the matching red panties and her creamy thighs.

I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want Elizabeth right now.

“Well? Do you like it?” she asks timidly, as if there’s a chance in hell I wouldn’t approve.

I fucking love it.

Thankfully, I catch myself before I say the dirty L word. I’m too distracted to worry about how easily that word comes to mind.

“You look amazing.” I don’t know if it’s my words or the obvious desire behind them that makes her smile, but it’s the last straw. I can’t resist any longer. I need to have my hands on her. I cross the living room in three large steps and take her in my arms. The force of our bodies slamming together causes us both to gasp.

I don’t kiss her.

First, I need to know she’s prepared for what’s going to happen tonight.

“I’m going to take you into your bedroom, strip you naked and worship every inch of your body. I’m going to make you come until you are so exhausted you beg me to stop.” My expression is serious and my voice sober. I mean every word.