Dominik lifts me up and lays me on my back, kneeling at my feet. As he moves closer to me, his hands run up my legs. His skin is so rough and warm. My breath hitches as he reaches my thighs, pushing the hem of my dress up inch by inch.
His face lines up with mine, and he kisses me, lips soft and strong. I reach up, pushing his hair back with my fingers and pulling him closer. His hands grab my waist, pushing me into the mattress before lifting me against him.
I tug at the bottom of his shirt, and he breaks the kiss just long enough for me to pull his shirt over his head. He then places small pecks across my jaw and down my neck. I arch my head back, giving him further purchase, and he gently nips at my sensitive skin.
“You are so sweet,” he whispers, hot breath spreading across my neck.
I laugh softly, pressing my forehead against his. “Don’t tell me you plan to eat me now,” I say.