Adea
It was still unclear what was tattooed on his chest but the drenched white t-shirt made it possible to get an outline of it. I was able to form a few possible guesses at what it might be. I told myself not to but even as I thought the words, my eyes disobeyed.
They lowered to the hard nipples that poked the shirt. On top of that, the hard rings of his piercings stood proudly and I couldn’t help but stare. I was already looking, so I might as well keep going.
My gaze dipped to his torso to his muscled abs that pressed firmly against the fabric as he breathed in and out. I was on enemy lines but I wasn’t blind. The Goddess had gifted this man.
Slowly, I burned a trail up his body until we locked eyes. He stared at me knowingly and the air between us was hot and heavy. The laughter and happiness that had been etched on his face were gone and replaced with a look of desire.
“Stay,” Shane growled.
