AZRAEL
A low chuckle rumbles in my chest.
"C'mon now… don't just stand there. Seduce me." I bite the inside of my cheek, hoping she can't hear the raw want thickening my voice.
Thankfully, she is too nervous to see the power she has, the effect she has on me.
The last thing I need is for her—or anyone—to know that this shaky, innocent little game of hers is making me fucking hard.
She moves closer, a slow, hypnotic sway in her hips that makes my dick twitch. She stops just an inch from my bare chest, her heat searing my skin.
Her small hands come up, fluttering over my pecs, her touch so fucking hesitant it's agony.
Then she leans in, her eyes squeezed shut, and presses her mouth to mine.
I let her lead. Let her figure it out. Her kiss is all closed lips, soft and unsure, like she's never done it before.
But then her tongue, shy and sweet, darts out to trace my lower lip. A jolt of pure lust shoots straight to my groin.
