When Life Gives You Lemons (Sun Tower, #1)

by Noor Sasha

But when Alina steps out in the black gown, I nearly squeeze Lemon to death. “So? Is it presentable?” she asks nervously. Presentable? It’s as if the word has lost all definition in the face of my wife’s stunning beauty. Her curves are accentuated perfectly by the silky gown, hypnotizing and magnetic. Every fibre of my being is engulfed by the urge to touch her, taste her, take her in my arms, and never let go. She looks like some kind of dangerous and desirable fairy-tale villain. So unbelievably real. Rare. Transcending time and space with her existence. It’s a miracle I can even form a coherent thought in her presence. Scratch that; she’s stolen all the oxygen my brain needs. Can you believe this marvellous woman is your wife? “Azeer? Is it bad?” I remain motionless, my gaze fixating on her firm, round ass when she turns to check herself out in the vanity. The thought of being near her is enough to make my body react in ways that are impossible to ignore. “How . . . easy is it to take off?” I finally manage to ask, my voice a little husky. “It’s got a zip—” she says, but then stops and looks at me suspiciously. “Why do you care?” I take a deep breath and look her in the eyes. “Because I want to take it off of you. Why else?”

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