Rhea’s POV

“I want you.” His voice was thick with lust and desire.

It wasn’t the first time I’d heard those words, but tonight they struck different. Rawer. More dangerous. I had always wanted to hear him say it like this. Truth was, I wanted him just as badly.

His head lowered to my chest, his mouth grazing my breast through the thin fabric, tongue teasing around the nipple until it stiffened beneath his touch. A gasp slipped out of me, betraying how badly my body ached for ...