Victoria
His eyes darkened as they roamed over my body, clad now only in delicate lace underwear. "So beautiful," he breathed, reverently tracing the curve of my hip.
I reached for the hem of his shirt, suddenly impatient to feel his skin against mine. "Too many clothes," I complained, tugging the fabric upward.
Leo chuckled, obligingly lifting his arms so I could remove his shirt. The sight of his muscled chest never failed to make my mouth water, and I couldn't resist running my fingers over the defined ridges of his abdomen.
"Like what you see?" he teased, though the strain in his voice betrayed how affected he was by my touch.
"You know I do," I whispered, boldly pressing my lips to his chest, tasting the salt of his skin.
With a growl, Leo lifted me effortlessly, c
