{Music Recommendation: Constellations ~ Jade LeMac}
Rhane's hold didn't feel...
It didn't feel... Jenna repeated in her mind. She could feel the sturdy thighs of Rhane against hers, the friction of movement that would send her legs up if he moved with intent. The dominance and primal need to control in his eyes. The orchid fever to ruin her posture in slow motion. It was all there... yet his touch...
It was as though Rhane held a sacred goddess that shouldn't be defiled, as a mother would hold her child the first second of birth. Gentle, with adoration, with care, and with pride. That was how Rhane's touch felt. It did feel like he was going to wreck her like the storm in his eyes. But he wouldn't damage her.
"C-can I come into you, Jenna?" Rhane asked again, this time swiping the lipstick their kiss had left ruined.
