POV: Amanda
I felt him tug the front zipper of my blouse. I didn’t stop him. Well, what for when I myself yearned for us to be one. Maybe it’ll be a wrong move in the end, but heck, I couldn’t care less of the consequences after. Aside from Cord’s presence making me feel complete, his touch and kisses were just too good to pass. Too delicious not to taste.
Though I’m inexperienced with the desires of the body, yes, I knew that my body wanted him. Not any other man, but only him. I’m probably the craziest witch right now for allowing the master of vampires to bed me, but to hell be it. My decision was already cemented and threaded in every fiber of my being. Our status as enemies all but set aside.
My blouse finally opened, showing the valley of my breasts quaking for him. My lacy brassiere had the color of black and yellow. I highly doubt he could see, but by the looks of the upward curve of his mouth, I knew then he w
