Chapter Twenty Seven

The soft material simultaneously embrace every of her curve. A wicked smirk graced her lips as she slid into the thong underwear that accompanied the lingerie, throwing on a nightgown for cover. She sauntered to the couch.

Curling up on the plush bedroom sofa, she listened to the rhythmic tap of Lucas's typing in the adjacent room. She may have drifted off because when she shifted and opened her eyes, Lucas stood before her, observing her slumber.

" You should be sleeping in the bed," he admonished, assisting her off the couch.

Rising slowly, Emma purposely let the nightdress slip off her shoulder and glide to the ground as she made her way to the mattress, the lingerie exposing her voluptuous backside, slightly obstructed by the mesh fabric.

Lucas's jaw dropped as his gaze roamed over her, lingering on the delicate lace embellishing her, igniting a primal desire within him. His manhood twitched with fervor at the sight of her, the yearning burning through every inch of his body. He co