Chapter Sixteen
Oh, this was much, much better. With Aldair kissing her like this, his arms pulling her close so he might send his own heat through her chilled body, she didn’t have to think about anything other than how amazing he felt, how wonderful he tasted. How those lips of his touched hers and made her amazingly, thrillingly alive.
Was it wrong? Maybe. But right then she realized she just didn’t care.
And when he drew her away from the window, pulled her down onto the couch, she didn’t resist. She wanted this. God, how she wanted this.
Strong fingers grasped the bottom of her tank top and pulled it over her head, then reached for the clasp on her bra. Dimly, she wondered how a djinn even knew how human undergarments worked, but then she didn’t have time to think about anything e
