[Celeste]
Our lips parted reluctantly, as though the world might stop spinning if we moved too far apart. Our breaths mingled, warm and shallow, while our foreheads rested lightly against one another. His dark eyes lingered on the crook of my shoulder before his free hand followed, threading delicately over my skin as if memorizing its softness.
"You're exquisite," he murmured, slowly leaning in so his lips and tongue grazed my ear.
The same hand drifted lower, brushing the edges of my collarbone before daring to find the swell of my breasts.
My heartbeat quickened, both my eyelids shutting in surrender to the sensation as his big, strong palms moulded the swell in his hand. A soft moan escaped my lips when he tugged at my already sensitive n****e.
"Don't look away," he ordered, with
