Morgan's POV

I turned to face him, cocking a brow, my heart leaping right out of my chest as endless possibilities of what he was about to do, hit me all at once.

With a pocket knife, my dress was slit vertically into a perfect half, and I just watched it happen as his eyes came to direct contact with my pure nakedness.

His eyes glinted with something that made me shiver, then he lowered his head.

I let out a weak whimper when he kissed the middle of my chest, a fresh wave of desire attacking me. I forgot what it was like when I had him on me...