Under the Moonlight and Stars*
Ezekiel's hands moved to her dress. He slid it off her shoulders, exposing the delicate skin of her collarbone and the swell of her breasts. His lips followed, kissing and nibbling down her neck and across her chest, each touch igniting a fire within her.
Katelina's hands roamed on his bare upper body, eager to feel his skin against hers. She ran her hands over the hard planes of his chest savoring the warmth and strength beneath her fingers. Their breaths came in quick, shallow gasps, the anticipation building between them.
Ezekiel's hands slid down her back, finding the hem of her skirt and lifting it up. Katelina shifted to help him, her movements slow and teasing. She could feel his need, the tension in his body, and it mirrored her own. Finally, the last barrier was gone, and she was sitting on his lap, her bare skin against his.