Aysha woke up entangled with Zayne’s body as the first rays of sun entered the room, and she looked at his peaceful face as he breathed in slow deep breaths. She noticed her mark on his neck and found herself smiling to herself as she gently brushed her finger over it.
“If you continue doing that, we might have to pick up where we left off last night,” Zayne said with his eyes still closed.
“What can I say? I like that everyone can see that you are mine,” Aysha chuckled and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
Aysha gasped as Zayne suddenly sat up and soon found her pinned beneath him.
“You like playing with fire?” he growled lightly as he leaned down to kiss her new mark, and it made shivers of pleasure course through her body.
“What can I say? I like to live dangerously,” Aysha moaned,
