The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 80: Wet

Chapter 80: Wet

By the time Rhys and Beatrix got home, it was raining heavily.

Beatrix groaned; she knew it was going to be hard for her to get to the front door. She was drunk and could barely stand on her feet.

She held onto the car door as she stumbled her way out, balancing herself on the door before she slammed it behind her.

She tried to walk towards the entrance, but she stumbled and nearly fell to the ground. She caught herself by reaching out her arms and managed to avoid falling on her face.

She heard a car door slam, and within seconds she felt Rhys reach down and grasped her around her upper thighs , near her hips as he lifted her off the ground and held her close to his chest.

Beatrix squealed in surprise and relaxed when she realized that Rhys was carrying her bridal style. She flushed and wrapped her hands around his neck for stability.

She peered up, to see Rhys looking down at her , his normally messy hair was becoming damp from the rain, and there were wet strands hanging down in front of his forehead.

Beatrix blinked in a daze as she watched as the drops of water trickled down his breathtaking face, trickling down all of his features that she was obsessed with.

Water droplets ran down his perfectly shaped lips, and he moistened them by rolling them into his mouth with his tongue. Beatrix couldn’t help but feel envious of the raindrops as they touched his lips.

She leaned against his chest with a sigh of contentment as he walked inside the house.

Warmth swirled through her belly at how close they were.

By the time they got inside they were both drenched. He took her to her bedroom and set her down.

Once her feet touched the ground , she flopped down to sit on the edge of her bed, too drunk to even care about how soaked her dress was.

She was busily ogling at Rhys. How could someone look so perfect while being drenched in the rain? She was sure she looked like a drenched mouse right now.

Rhys’ shirt was soaked and clinged to his muscular chest, the top of it open to reveal his wet skin. Just looking at him made her feel intoxicated all over again.

He ran his fingers through his wet hair, pushing the strands hanging in front of his face out of the way.

Fuck that was so hot.

"We should get you out of that wet clothes. You might catch a cold."

Beatrix bit her lips and nodded in a daze, "huh, huh we should definitely remove that clothes from your body."

Rhys’ lips curled into a grin, "Don’t tell me you’re imagining me naked in your head right now love."

"Hmmm you look better when you’re naked I can’t help it."

Beatrix said impulsively. She wanted to hit herself for saying that. But she guessed it was the alcohol in her system messing with her.

Drunk Beatrix was really bold.

He raised an eyebrow at her , but she could have sworn she saw his cheeks turn slightly pink.

"So I’m ugly when I have clothes on?" He said

"Not ugly but like I said you look better with no clothes on. I love those inks on your body,it’s so hot! It makes me want to trace my hands on all the lines and strokes. It gives me bad boy vibes"

Beatrix replied.

"Mmmm, I see." he replied with a mischievous look.

Beatrix gave him a skeptical look. "That look always leads to trouble with you."

Rhys pretended to be innocent, placing his hand on his chest.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about, love. Last time I checked, I was a very good boy."

Beatrix rolled her eyes, but nearly jumped when he leaned forward towards her on the bed and smirked at her, as his hand slided higher up her thigh and stopped, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Let me take those clothes off you, love." He whispered in her ears causing a deep blush to coat her cheeks.

"I-I can remove it myself" she stuttered, feeling nerves tingle around in her body at the thought of him undressing her.

"You can barely walk" he cocked his eyebrows at her.

Beatrix bit her lips, she was already feeling fuzzy.

"Now tell me where your night clothes are."

Beatrix huff indignantly, pointing towards her wardrobe.

"Third drawer"

Rhys ruffled her hair, his lips pulling into that signature smirk.

"There’s my good girl"

Beatrix didn’t realize that such a simple word could swell her heart with warmth.

She smiled and watched as he walked over to her wardrobe, selected a sweater and track pants, and brought them over to her.

He helped her stand up and placed the clothes at the end of the bed. Then, he stood behind her and held her shoulders while gently turning her around so that her back was facing him.

He used his fingers to brush her hair back and tried to untangle her hair carefully with his fingers.

He then put it into a messy bun with the help of the scrunchies he found in her dresser.

Beatrix swallowed as she felt his fingers rest against the hem of her dress where her zipper was.

She shivered as she felt him start to slowly draw the zipper of her dress down.

Her skin erupted in goosebumps when his hands smooth down her shoulder and gripped the fabric of her dress, sliding it down until it fell down to pool around her feet..

He reached for her bra next and when his fingers grip the clasp her breath hitched.

He guided each arm out of her bra straps,and placed it on the bed.

When he feather a finger along her spine purposefully, a heat so strong flashed through her body, only his touch could extinguish it. A shudder ran down her spine and left her trembling.

Somewhere deep in her core, an ache was beginning to grow and swell with need.

"Rhys...."

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