Fiona’s POV

Jalen’s eyes darkened as he looked at me, his hands sliding down my waist, pulling me closer until there was no space left between us.

“I need you,” he whispered against my lips. “Not just your body… I need all of you tonight.”

He kissed me slowly, deeply, like he was trying to memorize every second. His hands roamed my back, unzipping my dress with deliberate care. The fabric pooled at my feet, leaving me in nothing but my black lace panties and heels.

Jalen ...