Warning: R-18 [Mild]
His gaze grew hooded, dark with a teasing promise that made her breath catch. Bella barely had time to think before she felt his other hand slip beneath her night-pajama shirt, his warm palm gliding over her soft, cute tummy. She gasped, her body arching slightly at the sudden contrast, the softness of her skin meeting the firm, grounded warmth of his hand.
Leo exhaled softly, his breath brushing her cheek as his palm explored her delicate warmth. His hands were rough from work and weight training, but his touch on her was gentle, almost reverent, as if he was memorizing every tiny curve beneath his palm. Bella's fingers curled into the sheets, her eyes wide, her breath turning lighter and lighter as he stroked her slowly, lovingly, possessively.
Her heartbeat fluttered beneath his touch, and Leo dipped his head to nuzzle her cheek, his voice dropping to a warm murmur. "See? My bunny gets shy the moment I touch her."
