Mirage’s P.O.V
Our breaths mingled as his lips claimed mine…owned me in a way that left no room for doubt in my mind that I was made for this man alone.
Alex reached out behind me and took off my bra, throwing it to the side and baring me to his eyes to feast on.
His hands stayed on my waist; holding me firmly in place as he broke the kiss to make his way down my neck. The tingling of my skin followed the wet traces he left down the column of my neck, and stopped just at my collarbone.
And that was when he raised his hands up to cup my bare breasts.
I bit down on my bottom lip as heat rush to my womanhood, making my stomach clench.
“I can scent your arousal, Mirage.” Alex drew back, his voice hoarse and his eyes unfocused. “It makes me want to lick you up from head to toe.”