Allyson's POV
The raw possessiveness in his voice sent electricity straight through my core. A desperate moan escaped me, and the sound seemed to drive him wild. His own groan rumbled deep in his chest as he switched to lavish attention on my other breast, his mouth working with an intensity that had my fingernails biting into his shoulders.
Every rational thought scattered. He consumed me completely.
His hands moved lower, finding the delicate lace of my underwear and dragging the fabric down my legs. I arched my hips eagerly, helping him strip away the last barrier between us.
Without hesitation, I parted my thighs for him, offering myself completely.
When his gaze traveled down to where I was most vulnerable, his eyes went black with hunger, desire blazing across his features.
"God, I want to taste every inch of you," he said roughly, his voice thick with want, "but I can't wait another second. I need to be buried inside you."
