AVERY
"You'll be the death of me, Avery."
"I don’t think I mind that very much," I whispered, voice soft but clear in the dark.
Shade heard it. I knew he did. His breath hitched, his hand tightening around my throat, full of possessive hunger. I shifted against him, just enough to feel his erection digging into my back. He groaned low in his chest. The sound vibrated against my back like a drumbeat I could feel in my bones.
His breath teased my skin as his hannd slid down, brushing the bare skin above my breasts. Too close yet too far away. It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t greedy. He didn't move lower like I wanted him to. His touch was reverent. Like he was memorizing the curve of me. My skin tingled under his fingertips, coming alive.
"So... what do you want?" he murmured, voice thick, h
