“Nikolai,” her voice trembled, barely above a whisper. A soft moan followed, her breath warm against his skin.
His grip on her waist tightened. “Say it. Tell me you want this.”
She hesitated, her lashes fluttering as she met his gaze. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
His jaw tensed. “Why not?”
She exhaled shakily. “Because if I let you start,” her fingers curled against his chest, “I don’t think I’ll ever want you to stop.”
A low growl rumbled from his throat. He took her hand and guided it to the hard evidence of his desire, pressing her palm firmly against him. “Feel what you do to me,” he murmured, his forehead dropping against hers. “How much I need you.”
Her lips parted, her breath coming in short, quick gasps. “We should go inside,” she whispered.
“Yes.”
Neither of them move
