ELARA
"Gerald," I cried as his right hand covered my left breast, massaging, while his lips nibbled on my neck, seemingly tempted to do the one thing that would mark me as his forever. And I shouldn't let him. Gathering every ounce of courage, I pushed his head from my neck down my chest, where I needed him most. Luckily, he complied without protest.
He dropped sweet kisses across my chest, tempting and teasing but never quite completing the process I yearned for. Our chests lifted and fell erratically in sync, the sound echoing in the room. I could swear that if someone with keen hearing stood outside the door, they would hear us.
"What are you doing to me, Hellcat," Gerald groaned, sliding up my body to capture my lips again. His hands left my chest, as though he were trying t
