The air between them seemed to crackle with electricity, the tension building with every passing second.
Elion's gaze traveled over every inch of her exposed skin, taking in the curves and contours of her body.
He couldn't resist reaching out once more, his hands caressing her hips, and pulling her closer to him.
"I want you," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath. "More than anything."
Aria's breath hitched in her throat, her eyes widening at his words.
"Yes," she breathed, her voice trembling with anticipation. "Take me."
Elion needed no further encouragement.
With a groan of need, he surged forward, capturing her mouth in another searing kiss.
His tongue delved past her lips.
She tasted sweet, like honey and sin, and he couldn't get enough, no matter how many times he kissed her. He just wanted more and more.
Breaking the kiss, Elion trailed his lips along her jawline, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin.
"Mmmmm..."
