Nova's First Time [Part-3]
Leon's smirk softened into something quieter, something that shimmered just beneath the surface of his golden gaze.
"Guilty as charged," he murmured. "But for once. I'm not confident because of experience."
Nova raised an eyebrow, lips twitching in amusement. "No?"
He leaned in, brushing his lips along the curve of her neck, his voice dropping like warm silk. "No. I'm confident because it's you. Because this… we… feel like it's always been waiting to happen."
That struck her deeper than she expected. She blinked once, the teasing in her expression faltering into something more tender.
Leon's hand slid up her thigh—warm, grounding, reverent.
"I don't want to merely take you," he growled, his voice thick. "I want to feel you. Every breath. Every shake. Every noise. You're worth more than desire—you're worth me."
Nova's teasing facade broke. Her heart skipped a beat.
