Breaking The Spotlight
he murmured against her skin, one hand sliding lower along her hip, tilting her body toward his, “not a sound, just feel me.”
Luna’s fingers threaded through his hair, tugging lightly, testing the boundaries of control he usually wielded with precision. “You always make me feel like this,” she murmured, voice shaking slightly.
“Like what?” he asked, lips ghosting down her jaw, lingering, teasing.
“Like fire,” she admitted, breath catching, her chest rising and falling faster.
He smirked against her neck. “Then burn with me love.”
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