Mechanic or Luna: Book two
His hand moved around my breast, squeezing it tightly over my bra.
Letting go of my hair, his lips kept moving around my neck as his other hand unsnapped my bra. Both hands slowly rested on either shoulder. Lowering the straps until it fell to the ground. His lips moved down my shoulders as his hands wrapped across my body so he was holding me.
“I love you, Brett.” He whispered, before turning me to face him. Both hands cupped my face, so I was forced to look him in the eye. “You are my soulmate, my Luna, and my heart. No one else has ever made me care like you have.”