"Don't worry, mate," Kieran whispered. "I'm not done with you yet."
His words sent a rush of heat through her. Her skin broke out in goosebumps, her fingers still gripping his arms, and she found herself wanting more, even against her judgment.
The air between them was heavy with tension, thick enough to taste.
Without breaking eye contact, Kieran adjusted himself, moving downward until his head was just inches from her entrance. "Should I?" he asked in a low and husky voice.
Emerald could only nod, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as he hovered there, his warm breath brushing against her most sensitive parts. Her thighs twitched slightly, her nerves alive with anticipation.
His eyes scanned hers for any hesitation, but when he saw her bite down on her lower lip, his eyes flashed with desire, and he drew in a deep breath, filling his senses with the scent of her arousal.
It was maddening. Addictive.
