A Second Chance For The Billionaire
The skin he reveals is an invitation, and he doesn't hesitate: his lips glide down my neck, trailing to my collarbone, sending shivers racing through my body.
I feel his large, firm hands exploring every curve, every contour, with the delicacy of someone who wants to forever preserve that image. He kisses every exposed inch, as if drawing a secret map that only he knows.
When he reaches my underwear, his fingers trace lines of fire that leave me breathless. He positions himself between my legs, and the heat of his body against mine is electric. His lips find mine in a perfect fusion, where each kiss is a declaration, each touch a promise.