Aaron
"I need help," Elle says, turning around and pointing to the unzipped back of her dress. My gaze trails down the exposed skin of her back. She's only inches away and if I wanted to, I could reach out and touch her. Line my fingers up her exposed spine and trace the dimples on her lower back. I swallow a groan at the thought.
I've been like this all day.
Images of what it would feel like to finally taste her had sprouted in my mind throughout the day, making sure to grow the more I tried to push them down.
When Elle and Ava came back from the spa earlier, my sister had shot me with an apprehensive look before heading back to her room. I didn't understand why and Elle hadn't been kinder either. She only spared me a brief greeting and glance before heading off to the balcony to read
