Bath of Fire [Part-2]
He laughed, pushing a strand of wet black hair away from Cassidy's face. "Easy when it's you, my love. Everything with you feels. legendary."
Cassidy relaxed, pushing herself more fully against him now, the water rippling over their bodies, the weight of his chest, the pounding of his heart. Her black eyes sparkled with mischief, but beneath the teasing glint was warmth, desire, and a sort of vulnerability she reserved for him only. She leaned her head against him, lips grazing his shoulder as if to whisper thank you, love, need, into his skin.
"I… I feel so safe with you, Leon. So wanted… so loved," she breathed, voice low, husky, but laced with emotion.
"You are wanted," he stated, his palms digging into her flanks, tracing every inch of her form with reverent deliberation. "Every day, Cassidy. More than words could contain. You are mine. And I am yours."
