I reached for my belt.
The metal buckle clinked loud in the quiet room, and her eyes snapped to the sound. I pulled the leather free in one slow drag, letting it drop to the floor with a heavy thud that felt like a promise. My shorts were next. I shoved them down with my boxers, kicking them aside, and my c**k sprang free, hard and aching, already leaking at the tip.
Avela’s teeth sank into her bottom lip. Her knees fell open without me asking, nightgown riding high on her thighs, showing me the damp spot on her panties and the way her chest rose and fell too fast. She looked like sin and salvation all at once, and I was the greedy bastard who wanted both.
I crawled back over her, slow, letting her feel every inch of space I took up. When my mouth found hers again, the kiss was soft—alm
