*
Soft as silk, Brandon’s hands glided across Sierra’s skin, and his lips trailed across her face. He avoided her lips, knowing she would be anticipating his kiss.
But this wasn’t some random girl who he wanted to hurry with. It wasn’t some unworthy tavern wench who would satisfy him for just one day, long enough to make his sadness disappear and for his mind to clear.
This was Sierra, the person he loved above anyone else in his life. He had spent his whole life pining away for her, and if he could wait that long, then what was stopping him from waiting just a little bit longer? He knew she wanted him, and that was all that really mattered to him in that moment.
“You’re so perfect, Sierra,” he murmured against her skin, and Sierra gasped in reply. He had moved down to the hollow ba
