Page 240 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

With one rip from her body, he tore off her bra and tossed it over his shoulder. It landed on the corner of the bed.

She gasped.

“I need you, Bish. I’ll always need you.”

She knew why he was saying that.

Before her stood a man who was straddling both worlds, and trying to make sure she and Ridge had everything they needed.

Now, she wanted to give him what he needed.

“I know, Lucian. There’s no doubt in my mind.”

He hoped not.

Losing Bishop would be just as bad as losing Ridge, and he knew it.

As his hands ran across her body, it took him a second before he realized she was going to be in control to start the fun. Oh, and it was welcome.

“If you invite the beast to the party, he absolutely is going to show.”

Oh, she hoped so.

Shoving him back, Lucian fell to the bed, and enjoyed the sexy show.

His wife peeled out of her panties, and they hung from her finger.

“God. I love you,” he admitted.

And he did.

That was the bottom line.

He could see the baby bump, and the wetness from her desire, and he was so goddamn grateful.

Why?

He had a Bishop and not a Wynter. This woman would protect his heart—not break it.

“I do love a pirate,” she admitted, crawling on the bed and toward him.

Since this was likely going to be a very fast romp before they went to break Ridge’s heart, she wanted him recharged.

And with one thing.

HER.

As she crawled on his body, she yanked his pricey shirt open, and buttons went flying.

“My bad. I owe you a shirt.”

He laughed, and it was that warm whiskey chuckle of a man about to be balls deep in his lady.

Someone was getting off, and there was no doubt about that. His shirt was the least of his concerns. God knew he had twenty just like it in their closet.

With desperation, she ran her hand up his erection.

The man’s dick…