As the evening drew to a close, Aria and Elijah couldn't contain their passion anymore. They found themselves alone in a dimly lit room, the only sound their heavy breathing. They'd had their eyes on each other all night, but now the desire between them ignited into a blazing fire.
"I've wanted you since the moment I saw you," Aria confessed as she ran her hands over his chest, her fingers dancing across his muscles. Elijah's grip tightened on her hips, drawing her closer still.
"And I've dreamed of making love to you," he admitted with a raw edge to his voice. The words hung between them like a promise, electricity crackling in the air.
Aria broke the tension by pressing her body against Elijah's, arching her back so their stomachs met. His erection filled the small space between them.
