As Liam followed Isabella to the bed, his gaze never left her partially exposed back. The city lights played across her skin, highlighting the delicate lines of her spine, the curve of her waist. His hands ached to touch her, to map every inch of her newly bared flesh.
Reaching the bed, she turned to face him, her eyes smoldering with anticipation. With a wicked smile, she slid the dress the rest of the way off, letting it fall to the floor in a whisper of silk. The cool air kissed her skin, pebbling her nipples beneath the lace of her bra.
Liam's gaze raked over her, hunger evident in his darkening eyes. "You're breathtaking," he breathed, reaching out to trace the delicate swell of her breasts. His touch ignited sparks across her flesh, making her ache for more.