EIRA’S POV

The scenery of the room with a little light from the candle made the moment extra special. His hands traveled from my neck slowly going down to my collar bone. I grasped deeply when his hands went to the valley of my breast. His stare fixed to my mounds. “They are pretty.”

“Thank you.” He was about to remove his hand on my body, but I grabbed his hand and placed it on my right breast. “Touch me more. I’m yours… forever.”

When his hands felt in my skin again, my body moved up, curving. He started to touch my nipple in a circular motion which gave me...