She didn't want him to stop. No, not at all. In fact, she wished that heaven could last forever, that his touch would never cease. His kisses blessed her skin, tender and lingering, and as he gently sucked on the sensitive curve of her neck, her mind drifted to more intimate desires, wishing he could take things further.
With deliberate tenderness, Ethan guided her hands above her head and slipped off her top, revealing the delicate lace of her red bra. The sight of her took his breath away, his eyes darkening with admiration.
"You look so beautiful, Madi," he whispered, his voice low and rich with emotion.
His lips grazed her chest, moving with reverence. Each kiss was slow, sweet, as though he were tasting something divine. He started at the center, gradually making his way to the outer curve of her breast, his touch igniting sparks along her skin.
