Valka
I straddle him, cage him between my thighs and sit straight as I disrobe. His eyes are near glassy as he watches me pull at the ropes.
The silk gives around my skin and it falls open, revealing my red chemise.
Lucien swallows, his gaze burning a line of heat along my neck, down to my nipples poking through the soft material. His fingers twitch on my waist but he keeps them there.
I reach for the hem of my gown and take it over my head. It lands in a pile somewhere on the ground behind me.
Leaning forward, I place a palm over his heart. It's racing. It always races for me. It'll never stop racing for me. And I bring my lips so close to his, I can taste the sweet mint of his breath. "For your eyes alone, sire."
His eyes flash with dark amusement, his mouth curving into a small smile as I straighten, purposely letting my pussy rest against his groin.
