Our days had dissolved into a tapestry of passion and tenderness, where every sunrise brought new ways for Darius to show me the depth of his desire. I woke that morning to the exquisite sensation of his mouth on my inner thigh, trailing slow, heated kisses upward. My body responded instantly, a low moan escaping as his breath ghosted over my most sensitive flesh.
“Darius,” I breathed, reaching down to tangle my fingers in his hair. He looked up at me with eyes dark as midnight, filled with love and raw hunger.
“I need to taste you,” he murmured, his voice vibrating against me. Then his mouth descended, warm and insistent. His tongue delved deep, licking and swirling with devoted skill that made my back arch off the bed. He savored me like the finest wine, alternating between gentle suck
