Grace let him undress her bit by bit, slowly baring her skin until she was only wearing a b*a and panties. He, by contrast, still had on his jeans, boots, and socks. She slid a finger into the belt loop of his jeans and pulled him toward her. She may be a modern woman now, but there would always be a part of her that felt like an innocent Victorian maiden when it came to desire. She wanted to be chased, wooed, and seduced thoroughly. Thankfully, Ryan made it easy for her to be herself and to be open about her desires, both vampiric and human.
thoroughlyHis hands, so blissfully warm on her skin, roamed over her shoulders, arms, and then down to the flare of her hips. He traced the now faint pink scar where an hour ago she had been pierced by an arrow.
“Does it still hurt?” He gazed down a
