CHAPTER 25

When Reed regained his composure, he smirked and slowly approached her. His eyes were filled with desire.

“It looks like you’re ready for tomorrow, sweetheart,” he said to his wife, who was still standing in front of the mirror, unable to move. He embraced her from behind and kissed her on the ear. “You look so damn sexy in that dress, sweetheart. I want to tear it apart.”

Clarisa couldn’t move. Her right hand was still covering her breasts, while her left hand was covering her private parts. She felt his hardness pressing against her backside.

“Are you going to wear that on our honeymoon, sweetheart?” he whispered in her ear. Her hair stood on end from the warm breath Reed blew on her. “A-hm, I just tried it on. I saw it in my luggage,” Clarisa replied, barely able to breathe.

Reed buried his head in her shoulder and planted small kisses there. He bit her shoulder, which made her moan louder. “Ohhh…”

Reed held her by the shoulders and turned her around. He kissed her passionately, ho