As soon as Seraphine's words left her lips, a familiar heat surged through me. I had barely caught my breath, but the playful glint in her eyes and that unmistakable smirk she wore wicked, teasing sent a fresh wave of adrenaline through my veins.
She had a way of pulling me in, always keeping me on edge, and right now, I was more than ready to dive back into the mess we'd made.
Seraphine moved before I could respond, sliding her body up over mine, her skin warm and soft. Her hands were deliberate, tracing lazy patterns across my chest before trailing lower, nails dragging just enough to leave a burning trail in their wake.
Her touch was both a tease and a promise, and every deliberate movement stoked the fire building between us again.
"Just can't get enough, can you?" I managed to breathe out, my voice low and full of the same hunger she was igniting in me.
