WARNING +18 SCENE.

Damien pulled Ivy close in the dim light of their bedroom. His hands slid up her back, fingers pressing into her skin. She leaned into him, her breath warm against his neck.

They had been dancing around this moment all evening, touches lingering longer than usual. Now, with the door locked and the world outside forgotten, he kissed her deeply. His lips moved slow against hers, tongue slipping in to taste her fully.

Ivy's hands gripped his shirt, pulling it up and over his ...