Alice’s chest rose and fell with every heavy breath she took. Being so close to him…this feeling; it wasn’t a part of her plan.
Blue eyes were locked onto his, unable to look away, unable to move. Scarlett was right to worry after all. “I…I’m afraid I don’t know where to go from here…”
A low chuckle sounded from his throat as he slipped his arm around her, ghosting the fingers of his along the small of her back.
He was rather familiar with this type of game. “Not to worry, love.” he assured her, sliding the cool metal of his hook under the strap of her bra as he lowered his head to speak into her ear. “We can go slow, then.”
A hand reached up, gently placing itself against his chest.
“You should consider yourself lucky, Killian. It’s been quite some time since I’ve done this.”
"Has it now, dear?” His voice was husky now as he ran a hand up her arm before lifting her hand and placing a kiss to her palm.“Well, I’ll have you know, you won’t be disappointed.”
“Any poor man you may need compare me to after wards may be a different story.”
