Georgia's POV
"Say it again, step by step. I want to hear it in detail, baby…"
In detail?!!!
I wanted to scream. Cry. Beg. All at once. My body was already soaked with desire, trembling from the inside out, and the man standing in front of me? He was tearing down every wall I'd built—one smirk, one touch, one question at a time.
Still, I hesitated.
And in that pause, he leaned in slowly, calculated, and dragged his tongue across my lips before placing the softest kiss—just enough to ignite the craving, not enough to satisfy it.
"Do you like me kissing you?" he asked, voice low and teasing.
Seriously? That was the easiest question in the world.
"I do…" I breathed, grabbing his face and pulling him in. "Kiss me more."
I just can't hold it anymore... I want him badly.
He grinned, pure amusement on his lips. "My pleasure."
