Something warm bloomed in my chest, dangerous and unfamiliar. I kissed her before it could take root, deep and slow and thorough.
When we parted, her eyes remained closed for a beat longer than necessary. She looked thoroughly fucked in the best possible way—hair a mess, lips swollen, skin flushed and marked with evidence of my attention. Beautiful didn't begin to cover it.
"Are you hungry now?" I asked, my hands moving to her waist.
She grinned, eyes opening to reveal that pink gaze that haunted my dreams. "Depends on what you're offering."
My body stirred with interest despite the workout we'd already put it through. "I think we can figure something out."
She laughed, rolling on top of me fully, her hair falling around us like a curtain. "You're insatiable."
"Look who's talking."
