Chapter 72

• As his tongue caressed her lower lip, she moaned, her hands slipping free, propelling him onward. With his other hand, he embraced her waist, savoring the sensation of her soft skin. While their kiss continued, his fingers expertly found the clasp of her bra, freeing it, recalling the fleeting brush of his lips on her nipples.
• Quickly, he released her hands, discarding that barrier. The sight of Emerald, unfiltered and exposed, reminded him of how deeply entwined he was in this moment. He paused the kiss, closing his eyes to conjure an idyllic scene in his mind for a few seconds.
• "Andrew..." her voice drew him back from his thoughts, a sweet melody in his ears. "Yes, Chesnut?"