Skye Nicolai lifts me up and urges my legs around his waist, then carries me to the bedroom. Not rushed, just moving leisurely as we taste each other thoroughly. The pace of two people who have nothing to prove and nowhere to be except here.He kicks the door closed behind us and slowly sets me on my feet, letting my body slide against every delicious inch of his. He gazes down at me in the low light, and his expression is something I've seen before and never gotten used to—the way he looks at me in those rare moments when he lets go of control, like he wants to devour me."Come here," he says, walking to stand by the bed.Two words. But the tone of his voice says he means them entirely and is not to be questioned. I cross the room to him, my body already cold with him no longer pressed against me. But the moment I reach him, he takes my face in both hands and kisses me again, slowly, thoroughly, in the way that says I have time and you are worth all of it. And just like that, I feel
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