Chapter Twenty-Eight

She melted in my arms, giving herself into my care, and that made me a lucky bastard. I kissed her nonsense. She had too many clothes on her, since I hadn’t given her time to make herself comfortable at home, jumping on her like a wild animal. I got rid of her jacket and blouse, kissing that long, sinful neck of hers, delivering slow naughty licks on the wound I caused, and along her shoulder line, making her moan in my ears.

She had such delicate satin skin against my rough palms; it had more color than her first version, tanned delicious and tasty. I needed to have time to explore those drawings all over her body since she was so fond of them. My hands roamed over her soft breasts, still hidden behind a piece of scrap, and down to her belly. A low growl escaped my lips and I couldn’t get a hold of myself. Her hands tugged on my hair, pulling me closer, driving me crazy.

“I love the golden in your eyes!” she whispered to me. Right there, I knew my demon was taking over myself, and