~Sienna~
My back hits the bed gently. His dark eyes bore into me. Every damn reason why I shouldn’t be doing this, why I shouldn’t be here, screams at me, but I can’t move my body. I can only shamelessly push myself toward him.
He moves back and pulls at his shirt, tugging it off, quickly, but somehow taking his time. His pants come off next, leaving only his boxer briefs. My eyes follow his movements, watching as he crawls back into bed. His legs strap my sides, and he grabs my hands in one hand, lowering his head and pressing his lips to mine. My lips part, his tongue slides in slow and warm. He sucks my lower lip.
I tremble. My breath hitches.
It’s slow. Too f*****g slow. And it’s getting to me. My skin ripples under his touch as his other hand rubs over my waist, teasing.
Oh God.
