Kaela’s stomach clenched hard at the deliberate, way Blaise had spoken.
She bit down on her lower lip, eyes locked on the molten silver of his. He leaned in and gave her soft, measured kisses—never deep enough, never long enough. Every time she surged forward for more, he pulled back just far enough that their breath still mixed hot and wet between them while their mouths stayed a cruel inch apart.
The restraint was pure torment.
She broke first.
Fisting both hands in his dark hair, she yanked him down and kissed him like she was starving. Blaise answered with a low, approving sound, tongue sliding deep, teasing and dominant all at once. Her hands shoved under his shirt, greedy palms skating over the hard ridges of his abs, the warm velvet of his skin. She needed him naked. Needed to s
