Ignited Desire

I leaned forward, pressing my chest closer to him, silently begging for more.

Ethan didn’t need words. His hands moved with purpose under my shirt, cupping my bare breasts fully. His palms were warm and slightly rough, like he’d been working out more than he used to. The contrast against my soft skin made me shiver.

“Amelia…” he whispered, voice thick with years of hidden hunger. “You’re so fucking soft.”

His thumbs circled my nipples slowly, then rolled them between his fingers. They hardened instantly, aching under his touch. I gasped, my head falling back a little as a moan slipped out.

“Ethan…”

The sound of his name...