She pressed her lips to his throat, and a rough grunt vibrated out of him in response.
Inside her, she could feel him growing harder, swelling with every passing second. His hands were planted on either side of her head, muscles taut, veins standing out beneath his skin. For a fleeting moment, she wished there was nothing between them no layers of clothing, no barriers. She wanted to tear his shirt away and feel his bare skin against hers.
But she stopped herself.
She didn't want to risk doing anything that might trigger the unpredictable side of him and ruin this fragile, precious moment. She couldn't bear the thought of him pulling away now.
The sensations flooding through her body were overwhelming wild and intoxicating. She had heard people speak about feelings like this before, but she had never truly understood them until now.
She leaned forward and brushed a soft kiss over his Adam's apple just as he swallowed thickly.
