I swallowed hard, the double meaning of her words hanging heavily in the air between us. There was no denying the magnetic pull that drew us together, an invisible thread of desire that tightened with every passing moment.
Lydia reached up, her fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me closer. Her lips hovered just inches from mine, teasing, tantalizing. I could feel her breath, warm and inviting, and the scent of her, a heady mix of jasmine and something uniquely hers, filled my senses.
"Tell me, Aurelia," she whispered, her voice a velvet caress. "What do you want?"
Her question was a challenge, a dare. And in that moment, there was only one answer.
"You," I breathed, the word escaping my lips before I could stop it.
Her eyes darkened with a hunger that matched my own. "Then take me."