Chapter 252

She smiled as she looked over at the man who had given her so much pleasure. He lay on his back, one forearm over his eyes, the other trapping her wrists between them. She was lying on her side, her head on his shoulder and their legs were entwined. She shifted slightly, wanting her hands free, and he stiffened. She stilled and when his body relaxed once again, she slid from his grasp, but she didn’t go far. She didn’t want to get away from him, she just wanted the chance to explore his body while he slept and maybe touch him in a way that she knew she never could while he was awake. Propping herself up on her elbow and resting her head on her hand, she let her gaze roam over his skin. The tattoo of the phoenix was amazing, the bird on his chest a riot of oranges and reds and darkening through the wings until the tips were black like ash. She got the symbolism, the phoenix who rose from the ashes of its own life to be more beautiful than before. Although she didn’t know what had happen