Win leaned in and, with the gentlest of touches, brushed his lips over hers. She leaned into his kiss, opening her mouth to his. Her hands were still clasped behind her back, and she resisted the urge to reach for him. In the back of her mind, she remembered that he had particular desires and waited for his lead.
His hands trailed up her arms to cup her face as he deepened the kiss. She briefly wondered what his eyes looked like right now. His lips trailed down her neck, leaving tiny kisses as his hands reached for her shirt. She didn't object when he moved to pull it over her head. Unclasping her hands, she raised her arms and let the shirt slip off. She now sat in her bra and shorts.
Win kissed her shoulder. "Back into position, Omega." His whisper was like a light caress that brough
