Amelia's POVMy mouth parted in a moan, and his tongue pushed inside, caressing mine in strokes so lazy and sensual, I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. He tasted like an addictive combination of heat and spices, and the warmth of his touch curled through my stomach, between my thighs, and traveled all the way down to my toes.I didn’t know how long we stayed there, but it was enough for me to slide my fingers through his hair and confirm that yes, it really was that soft, and yes, he really did taste that good, and no, I’d never, ever come this close to unraveling. His kisses began to trace down to my collarbone and i moaned in utter pleasure as he palmed one breast over my blouse and began to lazily stroke it.I would’ve happily drowned in the embrace, but I broke away from the kiss. I pulled away from him and got up from the couch.I walked back a couple of feet away, my heart pounding, knowing what i was about to do next.I slowly began to unbotton my blouse. I to

Blair's POVWe exited the opulent restaurant, the cool night air a welcome contrast to the stuffy atmosphere inside. James apologized profusely once again, his voice laced with a genuine remorse that melted away the last remnants of my annoyance."Let me guess," I teased gently, "the chaos extends to your apartment?"He sheepishly scratched the back of his neck. "Maybe a little. Long nights at the office haven't exactly left me with much time for cleaning."I smiled. "Don't worry, I'm no stranger to a messy apartment after a long workweek. As long as there's a couch and a pizza place that delivers, we'll be good."The valet came around with James' car and after tipping the young nan who seemed enraptured by the car, James opened the passenger door for me, got into the driver's seat and we were soon on our way.The city lights twinkled like a million scattered diamonds as James weaved his sleek black sports car through the late-night traffic. He shot me a quick glance, his brow furrowe

Amelia's POVI dozed off for a few minutes before waking up to find myself thoroughly covered and snuggled by Eddie. I twisted around in his arms to face him and his arms tightened around me. He mumbled something about pancakes and somehow managed to pull me closer even though we were already as close as we could be. I managed to hold in my giggle, but not my smile as I lovingly traced his features with my eyes. During the day, Eddie looked very much like the businessman that he was. But at night, sleeping next to me all cuddly and warm, he looked so much younger. Daylight hours painted him as the epitome of steely professionalism – sharp suits, perfectly groomed hair, an air of unwavering confidence. But here, slumber had stripped away that façade, revealing a vulnerability I hadn't seen before.His features, softened by sleep, seemed younger somehow. The worry lines etched across his forehead were relaxed now, replaced by a faint crease between his brows that spoke more of content

Amelia's POV"Ready for your bath, beautiful?" he asked, his voice a husky whisper.I could only nod, speechless under his intense gaze.He scooped me up again, this time cradling me close to his body, and gently lowered us both into the warm water.A sigh of contentment escaped my lips as the hot water enveloped me, soothing the aches and pains from our passionate encounter.Eddie took a washcloth and began to gently cleanse my body, his touch feather-light yet sending shivers down my spine.I closed my eyes, savoring the warmth of the water, the gentle caress of his touch, and the intoxicating scent of the candles that filled the air.As he moved on to himself, I couldn't help but steal glances at his chiseled physique, the way the water droplets glistened on his skin.By the time he finished washing, my eyelids were drooping heavily. The warmth of the bath, combined with the aftermath of our lovemaking, had created a cocoon of drowsiness around me."Feeling sleepy?" Eddie asked, hi

Blair's POVJames snorted as I let out a small giggle. We turned to look at each other at the same time and burst into full laughter. James was very handsome when he smiled. His eyes crinkled at the corners beautifully and as he smiled down at me, his eyes twinkled. My gaze lingered on those eyes – a deep, intense brown that seemed to hold a universe of secrets. They were framed by dark lashes that curled upwards slightly, adding a touch of unexpected softness to his otherwise strong features.His face, clean-shaven and classically handsome, was a canvas of sharp angles and defined lines. A strong jawline tapered down to a well-defined chin, hinting at a stubborn streak beneath that charming smile.His dark hair, perfectly groomed but with a hint of playful dishevelment at the front, was styled in a way that seemed both effortless and sophisticated.He wasn't conventionally pretty, not with those sharp features and intense eyes. But there was a raw masculinity about him, an undeniabl