Renee's P.O.V

He runs his fingers up and down the line of my spine, sending waves of need through me.

"I want to make you Mine"He murmurs and that thought makes my nipples tighten and my sex clench. Oh God.

“That’s not a bad thing? Or is it?”He whispers..

"No i want to taste you"He says before his lips press soft kisses against my neck and down my shoulder as he unties my top. When the fabric falls free, I moan.

“Is this okay, Renée ?” His breathy words slide across my skin like a caress.

“Yes,” I sigh.

When his palms cup the aching swells of my breasts, a...