I melted against him, the yearning and heat between my legs undeniable. Had there been any light in the room I was certain my inner thighs would have glistened sinfully. Instead, as clouds stole the limited moonlight, there was only blackness.
To not observe his variety of expressions and bask in those green eyes was truly frustrating. I was forced to rely on the sound and tone of his husky voice and then his heartbeat. It made every touch more precious, every noise eagerly savoured.
“How…how are you going to make me see stars?” I replied nervously. His kisses dropped from my lips to my neck, a rumble of appreciation from him with each cooing trill that escaped.
He kept switching locations, with his hands and lips. Each time a little firmer, a little more daring. First his fin
