Chapter 29: Move on

They both tacitly agreed to move on from that one simultaneous mental trip to the past, to grasp this moment to be together again. She unbuttoned his pants, and he traced the outline of her flimsy bra that left nothing to the imagination. That slight touch had her whole body tingling, her breaths short and almost desperate.

"It's like a fucking feast spread out just for me. I want to fuck you so bad, but I gotta enjoy every inch of you first." He cupped her breast through her bra, lazily stroking, the heat of his hands penetrating through the barely-there silk. His stunning dark eyes burned hot and seared her.