Marsai:
His lips were impossibly soft, and I couldn’t bring myself to pull away. My mind drifted to forbidden thoughts—him slipping the dress from my body, his hands exploring every inch of me, claiming me entirely. My body ached for him, craving more, needing him closer.
Just when I thought he’d stop, maybe whisper a goodbye and leave, he didn’t. Instead, his lips left mine, trailing lower, brushing over the sensitive skin of my neck. My pulse quickened as a wave of pleasure surged through me with each slow and deliberate touch.
He lingered there, his lips teasing, sucking softly at the curve of my neck, and I couldn’t hold back the quiet gasp that escaped me.
But then, the door swung open with a sharp thud.
He pulled away instantly, standing upright and running a hand through h
