His hand slipped beneath my blouse, teasing my bra as I wrapped my legs around his waist. The pressure of his groin pressed against my already eager folds, and I moaned into his kiss as he returned to my neck, the spot he had previously bitten. A cry escaped my lips—was this what people meant when they said that a mate's mark could be incredibly stimulating when kissed or licked? Because at that moment, I felt like I was on cloud nine.
He left my neck and moved up to my ear, nibbling gently before whispering my name. Normally, it sounded mundane, but when he said it sweetly, it took on a whole new allure. "You seem to be taking your time, Drew. I don't think I like it soft," I teased. He looked at me, surprised. "You like it rough?" he asked, his excitement palpable. I nodded, realizing m
