Chapter 29: Forbidden Pleasures

ELLIE

The storm began to fall as I waited. Every passing second made me feel more anxious, which led me to drink almost half of the whiskey I had poured into my glass.

Then he came back, descending the stairs, wearing only a towel, his hair still wet, with some strands falling on his forehead. I think my jaw dropped. I had to close my mouth to keep from drooling.

I bit my lip, trying to ease the desire that the sight of his body made me feel. He must spend a few hours at the gym every day. Being in shape was an understatement for Mr. Morgan. His abs were so sculpted that they seemed to have more muscles than I could count, his chest was even bigger than I imagined, and the muscles in his arms were huge and well-defined.

He approached closer, giving me a better view and appearing even larger. My attention was captured by the indentations in the lower part of his abdomen, forming a sensual V. There was something so sexy about that area that it left me almost desperate to know what await