Chapter 22: Close Call
Aurora's POV
Somehow the kiss had escalated from the middle of my bedroom to my bed. Liam’s hands were gentle as they roamed my body. The jacket to his suit was thrown across the room and my fingers were working on unbuttoning his shirt. I could feel the hard length of his pants indicating that I wasn’t alone in my quest for a release.
I had successfully unbuttoned his shirt and it was quickly removed. My hands melted against his skin as I ran my fingers down his chest. I broke the kiss to stare at his figure. I knew that underneath his shirt was a fit stature but nothing prepared me for this. He had been sculpted by the Goddess to look like this.
He had the perfect body; his mate was one lucky woman. I pushed the thought to the back of my mind; it saddened me, but I had him now and I was determined to make the most of it. I trailed my fingers down his chest, following the long scar that went from his bicep to the base of his stomach.