Her nightgown had ridden higher as she pressed against me, the smooth skin of her thighs brushing against mine. The feel of her body, soft and warm and real, sent a rush of blood straight south. I hardened almost instantly, my arousal pressing unmistakably against her through my pants.
We both froze at the same time.
Lara pulled back slightly, eyes wide. A deep blush spread across her cheeks and down her neck. I felt my own face burning with embarrassment.
“Oh— Goddess,” I stammered, my voice rough and unsteady. I tried to shift back a little, but my arms were still around her. “I’m sorry— I didn’t— I mean, it’s been so long and you— you feel…”
I couldn’t even finish the sentence. My ears were on fire. I felt like a nervous young Alpha again, the one who had fumbled his first real kiss
