"Hold them for me," Roan instructed her, his deep voice causing her to shiver.
Nova would have done anything Roan told her to so her fingers were already finding purchase on her ankles, she was seated on Roan so this position sent her into a slight arch, the black shirt she wore pooling around her wrists as they fell down her arms.
She was completely open to Roan now with her hands out of the way, the warm lighting giving her pale skin a golden hue, perky nipples darker in the dim light. Nova expected Roan to make a move after he had her hold on to her ankles but all he did was lean back to watch her.
