#Chapter 263: The Night’s Just Started

My mouth goes dry. Beau doesn’t mean for us to… with our mouths… at the same time… Beau releases my wrists and strips from fully clothed to naked in under three seconds. I bet he could win some kind of award for it. Maybe he already has. His dick is hard and ready. There are love bites on his neck. I scowl at them with hatred. How dare that crop-top girl attempt to mark up Beau? He doesn’t belong to her. I’m no longer rational. I recognize that. I’m still not going to do a thing about it. Beau steps closer to me. He places his hands on my hips and caresses my hipbones with his thumbs over the sheer fabric of the nightgown. “I can’t wait to taste you. But let me look at you first.” His appreciative gaze travels down my front, snagging on my bare breasts, presented just for him, and then again at the apex of my thigh. “I see you like both of my gifts, though I prefer you would only wear one of them.” I give him a small smirk of my own. “Which one should I take off?” He hum