CHAPTER 12

Knowing he'd tormented her enough, Reece pulled her panties down her long legs and off, tossed them to the floor, and slid his palms back up the insides of her slender thighs until his thumbs finally grazed the outer folds of her feminine flesh.

He looked his fill of her, so plump and pink and glistening. And so uninhibited he knew she'd allow him anything at all. It was a heady, dizzying thought.

Reece raised his gaze to her face, taking in her flushed cheeks and those unwavering green eyes waiting for him to make her feel alive, and cherished, and desired.

It was a simple task from his perspective, and he separated the slick folds of her sex with his fingers and stroked her slowly, seductively. A deep, throaty, on-the-edge moan escaped Amara, and her body undulated for a more explicit touch.

Done toying with her, Reece settled himself between her spread thighs, slid his hands beneath her hips, and pressed an intimate, open-mouthed ki