As Vivian moved toward the bed, her exhaustion clinging to her like a second skin, Christopher’s voice stopped her mid-step.
His tone was a low, husky growl that vibrated through the air, wrapping around her like an intimate caress.
“Stop, kitten,” he commanded, his gaze dark and hungry as it trailed over her. “Don’t come here clothed. I want you bare. Take them off... slowly.”
The words, dripping with desire, sent a delicious shiver racing down Vivian’s spine, igniting a fire deep within her. She smiled, a slow, seductive curve of her lips that made Christopher’s breath hitch. Her eyes never left his as she reached for the thin straps of her lingerie.
With deliberate slowness, she slid them down her shoulders, the fabric whispering against her skin as it fell. She took her time, savo
