Sophia gritted her teeth. This was just like before—William often made her sit on his lap and undress him piece by piece before they made love.

The memories made her face flush red.

She walked to him and quickly unbuttoned his jacket, roughly pulling it off.

Once his upper body was bare, she stepped back. "You can handle the rest yourself."

The man let out a soft laugh, his gaze fixed on her face as he started removing the rest.

He moved deliberately slow, ...