A thumb traced her lower lip before invading her mouth sensually, and Julie licked it tentatively, shyly almost.
Henry’s midnight blue eyes darkened with lust, and it was all he could do to maintain a controlled façade. Then, throwing all caution to the wind, he clawed at the flimsy piece of clothing she dared to call a dress, and bared her beautiful body for his eyes.
She watched intently as his gaze travelled hungrily on her skin while his hands danced on it, and the guttural growl he let out when he reached her moist core was almost her undoing. “What are you doing to me?” He let out hotly.
Nothing you’re not doing to me, she wanted to retort but refrained from doing so, not wanting to awake the beast within him.
Instead, she opted for a sultry look in response and half a smirk.
