“Why did ye stop?” she gasped.
He grinned. Without a word, he leaned back and crouched down. Locking his eyes on hers, he gently pressed a kiss to the front of her knee.
The kiss tingled, and her breath seemed to get lost somewhere between her lungs and her mouth once more. She sagged backwards, supporting herself on her elbows.
Evander’s lips, a soft counterpoint to the rough scratch of his stubble, trailed up the inside of her thigh.
I’m dizzy,Skye thought wildly.
That was the last coherent thought she managed before his lips brushed against her sex, already slick and throbbing. A fresh wave of pleasure crashed over her, making her cry out and tip her head back.
His tongue slid against her, mimicking the movement of his fingers, curling in a way that made her vision fuzzy.
She cried out once more, then let out a wordless gasp that shuddered through her body as she reached her climax. His fingers dug into the soft skin of her thighs, probably leaving bruises.
The table seemed to shiver beneath her, opening up and dropping them both into nothingness.
