His hands finally pulled back, just enough to leave me trembling.
My chest heaved, and my skin still tingled from the heat of him. His eyes locked on mine… dark, smoldering and I felt every unspoken word hang heavy in the air.
"That's all for now," he murmured, his voice low, steady, but still rough with need. "I think… my little distraction helped calm your thoughts a bit."
I blinked, torn between relief and frustration. I wanted more. Needed more. And I could see in his eyes that he knew it. I tried to plead with him silently, my gaze soft, vulnerable, desperate, letting him see just how much I needed him.
He caught it. Without a word, he leaned in and kissed me again…hard, deep, possessive. My pulse jumped. My knees nearly buckled under him. When he pulled back, his lips h
