"Good," Riley said, a slow, knowing smile curving his lips as his eyes roamed over Bianca's breathtakingly bare form.
The weight of his gaze made her skin tingle, a blush creeping across her cheeks.
This was the first time a man had ever seen her fully nude, and the reality of it sent a wave of nervous excitement through her.
But she had already made up her mind—she would be Riley's woman. No hesitation, no regret.
Summoning her courage, she cupped her ample breasts, lifting them slightly in an unspoken offering.
Riley's dark eyes gleamed with appreciation, the corner of his mouth twitching upward at her boldness.
"Beautiful," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. The warmth in his tone eased her nerves, replacing them with anticipation.
He reached out, his hands sliding over the soft curves of her body, tracing slow, possessive lines across her flushed skin.
