The request was a complete, unconditional surrender.
Ryan lowered his head, capturing her mouth in a slow, searing kiss. He let his body settle more heavily against hers, allowing Iralis to feel the sheer, overwhelming weight of him.
Her hands fluttered over his back, her fingertips mapping the hard, shifting muscles beneath his skin as if trying to memorize the texture of his strength.
He reached behind her back, his fingers finding the clasp of her sports bra. With a quick, practiced motion, he unhooked it, sliding the straps down her arms and tossing the garment to the floor.
Iralis gasped into his mouth as her bare breasts were exposed to the cool air.
They were perfectly shaped, full and soft, the peaks already tightened into hard, aching points.
Ryan broke the kiss, dragging his gaze downward. The visible hunger in his pitch-black eyes made her stomach flip.
"Beautiful," Ryan murmured, a dark, primal satisfaction coloring his tone.
