HIRAM'S POV:

The moment my lips find her skin, I forget every rational thought that has kept me distanced from her. Every caution I've told myself to heed vanishes in seconds. My lips trail down her neck, tasting the subtle salt of her flesh, while my hands explore, tracing every curve of her body as if she were made for me.

She arches into me, and my hands slip beneath her black nightdress, gliding over her thighs until I find her underwear soaked. I slide my fingers inside, and she moans into ...