Ember's gaze held Aiden's, a silent conversation passing through them. Aiden's eyes were dark with unspoken desire. Ember met his gaze, ready to surrender and claim. He moved first, his fingertip tracing her jaw.
The touch was light. Then his mouth was there, pressing against the frantic pulse at the base of her neck.
"Every inch," he murmured against her skin. "I'm going to worship every inch of you."
His mouth was like a brand, searing a path across her collarbone, sucking a dark mark into the flesh above her breast. His hands moved, stripping her clothes with deliberate slowness. Fingers tracing curves like sacred maps.
His tongue trailed down her breast, circling a nipple before drawing it into his mouth, sucking hard while his hand kneaded the other. Ember shivered, running her fingers through his hair, pulling him close.
Ember drew in a ragged breath as sensation zinged straight to her core.
