Chapter 11 : Ecstasy

“Let me show you how much I care for you, Lexie," Noland murmurs against my lips, his hands beginning to roam over my body with a tantalizing mixture of tenderness and possessiveness that sends shivers down my spine.

I nod my consent, unable to resist the magnetic pull between us any longer, and Noland slowly undresses me with reverent hands. The cool air of the room mingled with the heat of his touch, heightening my anticipation.

Noland kisses me with a hunger that threatens to consume us both, his hands tangling in my hair to hold me in place. I cling to him, lost in the dizzying rush of sensations—the taste of him, the scent of his skin, the firmness of his body against mine.

He tears his mouth from mine, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along my jaw. "Tell me what you want," he rasps against my ear, nipping at the lobe.

I gasp, desire coiling tight within me, but I can’t form the words to speak. He then nibbles my lobe and now I feel myself tremble, shaken by the way he seems