Lily's skin tingled as Caspian's cool breath caressed her neck. She arched into him, a soft moan escaping her lips as his hands traced the curves of her waist. The sheets rustled beneath them, still warm from their passionate encounter.
"You feel incredible," Caspian murmured, his lips brushing her earlobe. "It's as if you were made for me."
A shiver ran down Lily's spine at his words. Part of her wanted to melt into his embrace, to believe the seductive promise in his voice. But caution nagged at the edges of her mind.
"Careful," she whispered, her fingers tangling in his dark hair. "Flattery will only get you so far."
Caspian chuckled, the sound vibrating through her. "Is that so? And here I thought I was being sincere."
Lily turned to face him, searching those mesmerizing silver ey
