Zeke carefully gathered her silver hair, draping it elegantly to one side to expose the delicate nape of her neck. He then leaned in and pressed a soft, affectionate kiss there. That one little kiss was enough to elicit a contented hum from Alicia.
Zeke began to undress her. His movements were slow and reverent. As if even this act of undressing her was a form of worship.
And soon, the fabric of her dress slid away, revealing her skin to the cool air of the underworld and the soft, ambient light.
When only her panties remained, Zeke moved before her, gracefully descending to one knee without breaking their eye contact.
Alicia bit her lip again. "If you keep seducing me like this, I might forget about the bath and jump at you right this instant, Ezekiel," she whispered, her voice tinged with both mischief and desire.