Kael’s fingers moved slowly, brushing over her skin like he was memorizing every inch of her. Sophia’s breath came out shaky as he undid the last button of her shirt, peeling the fabric from her shoulders. It slid down her arms, pooling at her sides, leaving her bare beneath his heated gaze.
His lips followed the path of his hands, pressing soft kisses along her collarbone, his breath warm against her skin. She shivered, her fingers curling into the sheets as his lips traveled lower, teasing, lingering.
His hands slid down her waist, his fingers tracing slow, lazy circles against her stomach. When he reached the waistband of her shorts, he hesitated for just a moment, meeting her gaze. There was no rush, no force—only quiet, steady control.
Then, without breaking eye contact, he hooked
