MARIA POV
The warmth of Dax’s hands on my skin sent little electric sparks racing through me, making my heart beat faster with every touch. His fingers traced a slow, almost reverent path up my thighs, like he was taking his time, savoring every inch. It was as though he wanted me to feel every movement, every breath, each one stoking the fire that had been simmering between us all week. His mouth pressed against my skin, warm and unhurried, and every kiss, every light graze of his teeth, only wound me tighter, made me ache with a kind of anticipation I could barely contain.
Then there was Henry, his strong hands cupping my face, tilting my head back so he could look into my eyes. His gaze was intense, focused, and I could see the fire in his eyes, mirroring exactly what I felt, a heat t
