Now she was completely exposed to him.
Julian took a moment just to look at her, memorizing every detail.
Her thighs trembled slightly where his hands held them parted, and the soft curls of her core glistened faintly with her arousal. The delicate pink folds between them were flushed and slick, blooming like the very petals that continued to fall around them. The sight stole the air from his lungs.
"Perfect," he breathed.
Eva felt the weight of his stare like a physical touch. Heat surged through her cheeks as she fought the instinct to close her legs, even as every nerve screamed for more of him. Instead she let her knees open a fraction wider, offering herself completely.
"Julian…" Her voice was small, trembling with equal parts embarrassment and need.
