Hideaway Strath Quiet when I'm coming home

The nibble to her ear could be felt in her chest and her stomach, and then lower. She laughed softly at his words. I can't help it, she murmured, nibbling his jaw again. You make it so easy.

His next words had her lifting her gaze to meet his, and what she saw on his face and in his eyes made her chest tighten and her insides heat. She swallowed and released a soft, shaky breath through barely open lips. It's a gift that is easy to give to you, she whispered, nibbling slowly from his jaw to where it met his neck. And if you keep looking at me like that, I'm going to have to give you a different kind of gift, she told him, moving her nibbles down his neck, applying more pressure and then soothing the area with her soft tongue. She could barely contain herself. The love she had seen in his gaze filled her to the point of explosion—or so it felt that way.