Jonah undressed Dakota with infinite care, slowly revealing every inch of her body, kissing each place as he exposed it until she was trembling with anticipation. The touch of his mouth on her skin was like a whisk of fire, searing her every place it brushed. Her blood was liquid heat, racing through her veins.
"I love getting you naked," he murmured as he peeled away each layer of clothing. "Your skin is so smooth, like silk. Running my fingers over it is like touching magic."
His words were like arrows of lust jolting straight to her cunt. There was nothing erotic about them, but the reverence in them was in itself erotic. Sensual. The need coiling low in her belly spiraled up through her, her pussy flooding with her cream.