Bab 42: A Phone Call

[Rosco’s POV]

I stare down into Denali’s eyes, taking in the desire and hunger that are beginning to form in them, and I can’t help but feel a sense of pride.

“My princess,” I murmur, pressing my lips against hers while running a hand down her side, so a whimper of excitement escapes her. “All mine.”

“Mmmm.”

Sighing, she closes her eyes and wiggles her hips, inviting me to do more than just kiss and caress her.

Smirking, I kiss her lips once more and then begin my descent down her body, only stopping long enough to take her nipples into my mouth so I can begin to lick and bite them. Soft moans escape Denali as I continue with my attack, and only when the strong scent of her arousal attacks my nose do I continue to kiss down her stomach to the hem of her pants.