As the tremors of her climax subsided, Lily felt Caspian's lips begin their sensual journey back up her body. His silver eyes gleamed with predatory satisfaction as he traced a path along her heated skin, pausing to nip at the curve of her hip, the dip of her waist, the swell of her breast. Each touch sent aftershocks coursing through her, stoking the embers of her desire.
When his mouth finally crashed into hers, Lily tasted the tangy sweetness of her own arousal on his tongue. The flavor was intoxicating, a heady reminder of the intimacy they'd just shared. She moaned softly into the kiss, her fingers threading through his dark locks.
"Mmm," Caspian hummed against her lips, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine. "You taste amazing, Lilith. Like nectar and sin."
Lily
