Page 97 of Stars in Aura

However, in the silence of his domain, there was only her and him.

She sensed his presence ease behind her, massive and unmistakable, and shivered.

His mouth bent as he murmured a whisper against her spine as his sinewed chest scorched heat along it.

His hands settled on her shoulders, his clasp firm, possessive, unyielding.

She didn’t move, didn’t dare breathe.

Not until he turned his head, his lips brushing the nape of her neck, his exhale a brand on her skin.

Slowly, he swept aside her hair, his palms dragging through the cascading curls, exposing the vulnerable curve of her throat.

His mouth touched her nape in a whisper-soft press, unraveling the tightness inside her.

‘Let me light you up, woman, so you flame the sky on a natural high.’

She sighed in surrender as he moved down, pressing, tugging, enticing heat and tension in its wake.

Then, he hooked his fingers under the straps of her dress, tracing the fragile textile down the exposed slope of her shoulders.

Lower.

His lips followed a slow descent down her shoulder, lingering at the exquisite ridge of her collarbone before grazing the sensitive hollow beneath it.

She exhaled, gripping the edge of the window frame as the textile began to slip.

He didn’t rush, taking his time to peel away the fabric inch by inch, exposing her to the vast city beyond, to the night, to him.

The cool air kissed her exposed skin just as his hands glided down the revealed expanse of her back.

Mapping the curves, the dips, the heat of her body, as her breath caught between anticipation and surrender.

Ki’Remi’s fingers trailed down her spine, slow, measured, until they gripped her hips, widening them.

She gasped as he knelt behind her, mouth trailing to the curve of her waist, where he tugged down her dress, along with the lace briefs she wore.

They pooled around her heels, and she whimpered when he spread her legs further.

Without a word, she felt him dip his head between her thighs and lick.

Her clit quivered as he lavved it.

All she could do was bend over and writhe against the glass, trying to keep her trembling quadriceps from collapsing under her.

With a groan, he twisted her so that she now faced him.

The reflection of the downtown lights danced in his silver glowing, burning gaze, a storm raging just for her.

He hitched one of her limbs over his shoulder and dove back in.

This time, his tongue had no restrictions.

He suckled and lashed some more until she was a quivering mess, hands in his locs, pulling at will.

However, she held back her fire, unwilling to scorch him til she was sure he could handle it.

Still, the bliss was unimaginable.

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