The night that changed us

la's

heat between us was undeniable. Henry's pierci

ultry as I reached out, grabbing his should

up at me, his expression reverent. "Wow... your skin is so smo

nding shivers down my spine. My fingers tangled in h

ith hunger as he looked up at me. "

ng my heart pound. "You sure know how to make

feet. Our faces were inches apart, breaths mingling. Hi

e. His tongue teased mine, coaxing me into a rhythm that left me breathless. I m

t gentle, his fingers exploring the curve of my waist before sliding lower

e, his breath warm against my skin. "You're brea

sensitive spot on my neck. He kissed and ni

of his toned chest through his shirt. With delibera

instantly. "Camila..." My na

rled my lips. "Do you

full of promise. "On

is bare skin. His body was sculpted, every muscle defi

ward. I could feel the tension in his body, the bare

belt, I glanced u

th hitching. "If you stop

his belt and slid his pants down. His arous

ng a sharp intake of breath. "You're..." My

and full of amusement. "I'll

my lips curving into

hat I was now against the wall. My breath hitched as his fingers fo

ing me exposed. His gaze raked ove

murmured, tracing a

y body aching for more. "T

d me against the wall, our bodies flushing together. I coul

y body. When his fingers brushed over my hard

murmured, rolling my nip

escaped me

ing his hands. He sucked gently before

athed, tuggin

ot between my thighs. When he finally touched me, I

urmured against my sk

ging into his shoulders. "Th

m. "I want to take my time," he admitted, his voice husky.

le spread across my

y legs around his waist. His hardness

ching me inch by inch. My fingers dug

ead resting against mine

pered, my breath co

But as the pleasure built, so did our urgen

over me. I clung to him, lost in the into

my body tensing as

ila," he whispere

ough me. I trembled in his arms, my body sha

iss. His body stiffened, then relax

ke that entwined, breathle

ly, pressing a soft kiss to my

a finger over his

ession suddenly serious. "Camila... th

ed a beat. "Wh

ce gently. "I want more. I don'

o be nothing more than a fleeting mom

I felt something stir ins

in? Could I ri

have an

issed him again, letting pass