Chapter Thirty-Eight
Michaela
We entered my room, not bothering with the lights. Moonglow through the window was enough. Lincoln kissed me like something fragile and delicate when we’d always been hot and unrestrained at this point before, but I needed tender care now—much as I’d never ask.
Toed out of my pumps, I showed him my back.
His mouth on my neck, he slid the zipper down. Peeled my dress off as he kissed and nibbled my skin. It was thrilling to give him control tonight, letting him nudge my limbs however they needed to go to toss my dress aside, slip my bra off my arms, or slide my panties down in a way that raised gooseflesh in their wake.
Never had slow been so erotic.
His attentions left my breaths audible in the room.
He swept me up, laid me on the bed, and started his s
