Laura’s breath tickled Amanda’s neck.
Neither of them moved for a long second, lips hovering, skin buzzing. Amanda wasn’t even sure which part of her body felt on fire anymore, just that she was warm everywhere.
Her bride-to-be robe clung to her suddenly-sensitive skin, and Laura was still so close she could feel the heat radiating off her body like a second sun.
“You’re shaking,” Laura whispered, fingers ghosting over Amanda’s knee. Barely touching. Just heat and suggestion.
“I know.” Amanda breathed out a nervous laugh. “I’m terrified.”
“Want me to stop?”
Amanda paused to think about it. She knew Laura would stop if she so much as coughs wrong. But did she want to quit just when it was getting so good? Just when she was still figuring out the reins of this thing... Whatever this w
