Faith's heart raced, his declaration washing over her like a wave.
The weight of her sadness began to lift, replaced by a new kind of warmth—one that made her feel safe, even cherished, despite the circumstances.
Ross didn't wait for her response. He leaned in again, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss that left her breathless. His hand returned to her body, slipping beneath the waistband of her pajamas and panties.
The first touch of his bare hand against her soft skin made her gasp loudly, her body trembling in his arms.
"Ahhhh…" Faith couldn't hold back the moan that escaped her lips. She clung to Ross, her fingers digging into his shirt as if it were the only thing keeping her grounded.
Ross took his time exploring her, his fingers moving with deliberate precision.
"You're incredible," he murmured against her lips.
"So soft, so warm… I could spend forever making you feel this good."