"You are killing me," he murmured against her lips, voice strained with effort. "But I love it. I love how you make me feel."She smiled, pulling him closer. "Then feel me. All of me."Aurelian groaned, a deep, tortured sound, and kissed her again. This time the kiss was slower and more sensual. His hands roamed her body with reverence, tracing the curve of her waist, cupping her breasts through the silk, thumbs brushing her nipples until she moaned into his mouth.They moved together like that, not rushing, but savoring the connection. His hips rocked against hers in slow, deliberate torture, building heat without crossing the final line. Mercy gasped and whimpered beneath him, her hands exploring his back, his shoulders, the hard planes of his chest.Mercy shifted suddenly, using her strength to roll them over. Aurelian let her, eyes widening in surprise as she ended up on top, straddling his hips. The silk nightgown rode up her thighs, and she reached down to pull it over her head
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