As Cade relaxes his arms, I see we’re in an eight-sided space right at the top of the tower. It has huge windows with wide, cushioned seats underneath and spectacular views. Moonlight floods in, filling the space with silver light. I stiffen. This is my least favorite kind of place. He’s staring down at me anxiously. “What’s the matter? Too extreme for you?” His jaw tenses, like my response is vital. This really matters to him. I swallow, but I take the plunge. “I’m fine.” His fleeting smile expresses joy for a split second. With a swift movement, he unzips my dress and my fear melts in the heat of his look as I let the bright silk peel away. He fingers the plunge of my bra with a burning finger then runs his hands lightly down my flanks, lingering on the lace edge of my panties. His touch is exquisite, his focus absolute. “I could eat you whole. You’re so beautiful…” He finds my mouth and finishes the thought with his tongue. Heat spirals through me as I lean into him, fired by the urgency of his hot, hungry mouth as the burning pressure glowing between our hips warns me of an invasion to come.
