Eve's hands, roaming slowly and low over the firm, hard, yet incredibly warm surface, affected her even with her eyes closed, and she could not help feeling compelled to continue exploring.
But there was only so much she could do with Ivan's shirt unbuttoned only to his chest. Unable to move any further, she paused at the centre, feeling his heart pounding steadily beneath her palm. There was something both calming and irresistibly alluring about it, and she inched closer until she felt his warm breath brush against her lips. She knew that if she leaned even an inch closer, she would meet the owner of them. So instead of moving in, she remained where she was and finally opened her deep blue eyes, meeting his molten red gaze, which was already fixed on her, silent yet intensely aware.
