FORBIDDEN DESIRES
His hand slipped between them, fingers teasing, stroking, making her hips roll up to meet him.
They were lost in it. Completely. The world outside the room didn’t exist. No footsteps. No car doors. No voices.
Jace kissed down her chest, mouth hot against her skin, tongue flicking over one nipple before moving lower. Amara’s head fell back, fingers tight in his hair, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts.
“Jace—” she started, half-laughing, half-moan.
He looked up, grinning wickedly. “Quiet, baby. Or I’ll make you scream.”