chapter 82

I run my fingers through his hair, and he growls as he moves to suck the other one, and sparks rush over my skin. His emotions are calm against my frantic ones, but I focus on him, and on the feeling of his tongue on my skin instead of what he is doing. Sparks rush through me, moving everywhere he touches, and a moan escapes me when his hand moves to my hip, making me tense. Andrei pulls back and kisses my lips. His tongue slips between my lips softly, and I pull him closer as his hand trails up and down my thigh before moving to the inside of my leg. He moves, so he is beside me, leaning over me. His hand pulls my leg up, draping it over his, and I am still, completely immobile, when his hand reaches my inner thighs, yet not touching my forbidden area. The place I fear his touch most. “It’s just me, Sage,” Andrei whispers against my lips before his hand moves away. “Give me your hand?” He murmurs, making me open my eyes to stare at him. When I don’t, he reaches over, grabs my hand gen