Malachi sat Ravina down on the edge of the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. The anticipation and desire between them was palpable, and the air was thick not only with the steam from the tub but also from their bodies.
"Crawl back," he urged her gently, his voice deep and velvety.
Her heart pounding, she complied, her body bare and still wet and glistening from the bath, save for the modest covering provided by the towel. Her eyes lingered on his face before drifting down his bare torso and onto his obvious arousal. Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly met his gaze again.
As if his body wasn't already strained with desire, his erection grew even harder under her scrutiny.
Malachi crawled onto the bed as well, maintaining eye contact with her. She watched him, captivated by his fluid movements and the intensity in his eyes. A shiver of anticipation ran through her as she realized the intimate encounter that was about to unfold.
