WARNING: s****l SCENE: R-RATED 18+
The water swirled around their waists, cool against the feverish heat of their skin, but it did nothing to temper the slow burn reigniting between them.
Roman's arms were still locked around her, his breathing uneven, his eyes dark with a mixture of awe and renewed hunger as he looked down at her.
She tilted her head, studying the line of his throat, the pulse jumping there. A wicked little smile curved her lips.
"My turn to mark you," she murmured teasingly, the effect of the alcohol still lending her that delicious edge of boldness.
Roman’s brows arched at her unexpected boldness, surprise flashing briefly before it deepened into something darker, and more approving. "You think you can handle that?"
Instead of answering with words, she leaned in
