Eleanor kissed him back, struggling to keep up with his fiery pace. But his hunger, his fierceness, his intensity overwhelmed her, leaving her breathless and lightheaded.
His fingers trailed to her undergarment, stopping only when they reached her tender, wet petals. His touch ignited a fire within her, and her body trembled with goosebumps as he caressed and fondled her gently.
Ares smiled against her lips, reveling in the evidence of her arousal. When he pressed his thumb against her sensitive core, she moaned loudly, the sweet sound sending shivers through him. His desire surged, his member twitching with anticipation, and hell knew how far he wanted to go.
He claimed her mouth with a deep, devouring kiss, his tongue stroking hers possessively, taking complete control. His fingers ran his fingers to her stomach, hesitating for a moment before pressing them slowly and carefully against her heated bare skin, eliciting a hiss of pleasure from his lips.
