I pulled away from him and crawled onto the bed. It felt like I lay on a cloud as I got settled on my back. It smelled like him: warm whiskey, sandalwood, and an unnamable scent I associated with sweet temptation and danger.
While holding my stare, he slipped his pants off, and my cheeks grew warmer. He still wore black boxer briefs underneath. I swallowed as I glanced at his erection that strained through the fabric. Anticipation thrummed to life between my legs. He was so hard, and it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
My body was still high on an orgasm, but as this man watched me, while he walked around the bed with darkness in his gaze, my pulse began to tremble in my throat. Goose bumps spread across my skin. My stomach tightened, and a noise of surprise escaped me when he grabbe
