A dark, pleased look flashed in his eyes, something primal and satisfied.
He leaned back just enough to allow her full view, arms spread slightly, offering himself to her gaze. "Look your fill," he commanded softly, voice like silk over steel.
Her heart hammered against her ribs, pulse visible in her throat.
This was more intense, more real than any daydream.
His bare chest, the clear intention in his eyes, the way he stood there letting her look, it was overwhelming in the best possible way.
Seeming to read her moment of hesitation, he lowered his head, his mouth finding the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder.
He didn't just kiss, he nipped, a sharp, gentle bite that sent electricity racing through her nerves and made her gasp, her back arching involuntarily, pressing her chest against his.
His hands tightened on her hips, holding her steady, keeping her exactly where he wanted her. "Is this what you imagined?" he asked, his breath hot and damp against her skin.
