Yvonne’s POV

I gave him a deep kiss. my hands on his neck as my heels were high above my toes, kissing him. As I did, I slipped his jacket off his shoulders, then undid the buttons of his waistcoat.

Then, finally, I could work on the buttons of his crisp white shirt. Inch by inch, I revealed his broad, tanned chest. The light golden hair turned silver in the moonlight.

As I did this carefully, I smiled at him. His face was so hard, yet so soft, I couldn't love him less.

The trail of it from his belly button down into the waist of his pants was positively...