Danielle POV
Knox’s gaze settles heavily on mine, and my mind struggles desperately to form a response. Before I can speak, his mouth captures mine again, stealing my thoughts away entirely. I lean eagerly into him, returning the kiss and tugging him closer. He might have said he doesn’t rush, but surely that doesn’t mean I can’t explore him, can’t enjoy the feel of him beneath my fingertips.
His touch moves slowly down my hip, gliding over my thigh until it reaches the hem of my dress. A gentle shiver runs through my body as his fingertips trace delicate patterns over the exposed skin there. I gasp softly as his hand slips higher, guiding the dress upward with each careful movement. Without hesitation, I lift my hips, helping him remove the barrier between us.
The dress is quickly peel
