Her pupils dilate, and I kiss her chin before I move down her body, nudging her legs wider with my shoulders. And when my tongue laps up her core, through all of that wet heat, Harper moans. Her hands dive into my hair, and I. Fucking. Feast. I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I saw her on that plane. I want to consume her. I want to ravage her. When I’m finished with this woman, no other man will ever exist for her. No one else will ever come close to being enough.
