✿✿
Your breath—my undoing, your gaze—my flame,
The world fades when you whisper my name.
In love's sweet war, I'm both captive and queen,
Bound by a touch too soft, yet fierce, unseen.
✿
Ariel wrapped her towel tightly around her chest before turning to face him.
Horace's gaze traced her every movement with sinful leisure. His ocean-blue eyes gleamed like twin storms barely restrained, his lips curved into a wicked smirk that promised nothing but trouble.
He stepped closer, lifting the sweater slowly — his knuckles brushing her bare shoulder as he whispered against her ear, voice low and teasing,
"My shy kitten…"
His warm breath fanned her skin, a dangerous caress that sent a shiver racing down her spine. Goosebumps prickled her arms, her heart stumbling against her ribs as the room grew smaller, heavier, filled with the weight of him.
