Chapter 19
Chloe
“Let’s start in the bathroom,” Eduardo said.
“The bathroom?” That sounded weird, but not wanting to be disagreeable, I said, “Whatever you say.”
He continued taking his clothes off. As each item hit the floor, my mouth grew drier.
Down to his shorts now, I could see the outline of his erection as it nudged against the fabric, desperate to be freed.
My breathing had grown more shallow, and my n*****s hardened.
This was happening, and this man was my husband. Might as well embrace it. I took a step closer to him and whispered, “Let me do that.”
His handsome face brightened. “Be my guest, Mrs. Soto.”
The title rang false, but nothing could distract me from unwrapping what, judging by what I could see so far, might be my favorite wedding present of all.
He walked me
