His lips slowly shifted away from her mouth. He pressed very soft warm kisses to the high, curve of her cheeks. He moved slightly lower, tracing the sharp line of her jawline with his gentle mouth.
Delaney let out a breathless sigh that seemed to echo in the quiet room.
She reached her hands up from the sheets. She buried her fingers deeply into his hair. She held onto him very tightly, anchoring herself completely to his solid, reassuring presence. A wonderful, dizzying heat began to build very quickly inside her chest, spreading a delightful warmth down to her toes.
Rowan continued his slow careful descent. He kissed the sensitive, soft skin of her neck. He pressed his mouth exactly to the spot where her pulse was beating a rapid, frantic rhythm against her skin.
Delaney let out a sweet, helpless moan. The soft sound filled the room.
The beautiful sound of her pleasure drove the Duke completely wild. It was exactly like a powerful, intoxicating drug to his senses.
