Ethan’s POV

Her breath caught in her throat, and for a second she just stared at me, eyes wide and cheeks burning hot. Then the look on her face changed—relief mixed with pure hunger and a quiet, open yes.

“Then take it,” she whispered.

I stood fully, the height difference making me tower over her. She had to tip her head back to keep looking at my face. I reached for the thin straps of her dress and dragged them down her arms in one smooth pull. The fabric slid over her breasts, caught for a moment on her tight nipples, then dropped to the floor and pooled at her...