I felt the world stop when he brushed his fingers against my cheek. His gentle touch caught me off guard as I wasn't used to such tenderness from him.
The faint smell of mint-infused whiskey wafted from his breath as he cradled my flushed cheeks with one hand, while his other hand found its place on my hips.
"Bella.." His voice was a low murmur as his mouth moved to my neck. My mind was no longer in charge and the sensation had taken over every fibre of my being. I didn't know why I didn't push him away. It was too euphoric to pass on
With every kiss placed along my neck, shivers raced down my spine.
"Mr. Sanders....stop," I said barely recognizing my voice. It was low and husky and my mouth was incredibly dry as words escaped me like sand through my fingers.
"Chase," I said again wit
