Her fingers loosened in my hair, sliding down to my shoulders as if surrendering was the only choice left.
I tugged her shirt up slowly, giving her time to stop me, but she didn’t. When the fabric cleared her head and fell to the floor, my breath caught.
She was . . . everything.
“Fuck, Selene.” My voice broke around her name.
Her hands came up to cover herself on instinct, but I caught her wrists gently, pulling them aside. “Don’t,” I said, my voice low. “Let me see you.”
A shiver ran through her, but she nodded, her chest rising and falling like she’d just run a mile.
My palms moved down her sides, thumbs tracing the delicate line of her waist. “You’re so damn beautiful.”
The words seemed to sink into her skin, softening the tension in her shoulders. Her hands cupped my jaw, pulling me down for a kiss that was hungry and sweet all at once.
Her shorts followed her shirt, my fingers curling in the waistband as I worked them down slowly. She arched her hips to help, and the faint sigh that slipped from her lips nearly undid me.
When she lay bare beneath me, I had to pause—just for a second—because the sight of her like this wasn’t something I could rush.
“Selene ...” Her name was a reverent murmur on my lips as I pressed kisses along her collarbone, down her sternum, across the soft skin of her stomach.
Her hands threaded into my hair again, her hips shifting restlessly as a quiet sound escaped her throat.
“Please,” she whispered.
I looked up at her, my chest tight. “Please what?”
“Don’t make me say it,” she breathed.
A slow smile curved my mouth. “I want to hear you say it.”
Her fingers tightened in my hair. “Please touch me.”
I was there to worship her.
I shifted higher, my hands mapping every curve as I kissed her again, slow and deep. Her thighs parted under my touch, her breath stuttering when my fingers teased her gently—just enough to make her gasp against my lips.
“You’re already so wet for me,” I murmured, my thumb stroking lazily through her pussy.
Her nails bit into my shoulders as she arched into my hand, her voice breaking on a quiet moan.
“Shhh,” I soothed against her ear. “We have to be quiet, baby.”
Her teeth sank into her bottom lip to stifle another whimpering sound. The restraint in her made my heart pound. She held so much in, but I could feel her unspooling.
“That’s it,” I whispered, my fingers working her higher, my mouth tracing her jaw. “Let go for me, Selene.”
Her body trembled as she broke apart beneath my hand, her cries muffled against my shoulder.
I held her through it, murmuring quiet praises until her breathing slowed, her muscles loosening as she melted into thesheets. When her eyes fluttered open, there was something raw and unguarded in them.
“Come here,” she whispered.
I didn’t hesitate. I kissed her as I shed the last of my clothes, her hands roaming my chest like she couldn’t decide where to touch first.
When I gripped my cock and settled between her thighs, her breath caught.
“I ache for you,” I said, my forehead resting against hers.
