“You have some really pretty freckles.” His warm breath tickled against her cheek. He moved his hands up her arms, caressing them softly with gentle touches that made her skin tingle.
It was an innocent touch, yet she felt like she could combust at any second. He was only a few inches away, his lips dangerously close to hers.
His voice sent shivers down her spine. She wanted him, badly. The thought of him filled her entire being, making her blood heat and pumping adrenaline through her veins. His fingertips traveled farther up, brushing lightly along the side of her neck. Her eyes flew open when he began to trace one of the marks left by the previous week.
“That one looks really good…” he whispered, pressing his lips to her skin.
She closed her eyes, allowing herself to be lost in his touch. She let him lead, enjoying the way his lips worked over her skin.
He placed light kisses along her neck as he continued to trail his fingers over the spot. He gently ran his fingers across the sensitive area where he had just kissed.