CAUSSIUS'S POV

One hand was all I needed to pin her two slender ones to the bed releasing the other to run down the exposed part of her arm in a light feathery stroke. Down the length of the side of her body, I trailed a path to her hips. When my hand clutched her gown in an attempt to raise it up, Rayna let out a growl in warning, surprising me. I looked at her.

“Stop what you're doing.”

“Or what?” I taunted, resisting the urge to smile. Beats of sweat trickled down my back and forehead, I could see Rayna's forehead and neck glistening with perspiration as well....