Chapter 142

Elijah’s touch was careful, gentle and filled with such love and affection that it made Amara’s heart beat faster, a reaction, which had nothing to do with the excitement that coursed through her. Every single caress, every little kiss, was done in a loving way. Elijah didn’t move fast, his touches were slow and gentle, and the way he kissed her, was like she was the most precious thing he had ever laid his hands on. And she had no doubts, that she was, but that was a thought for another day. Presently, the brunette willed herself not to go rabid like a dog in heat and slowly enjoy the pleasure Elijah was providing. Like a skilled master, he allowed his hand to wander, leaving no place untouched. He kissed the corners of her mouth, her neck and the space right above her collarbone. Amara couldn’t hold the moan that threatened to escape her lips and it did, earning a smile from Elijah, who found her reactions endearing. “You’re so beautiful,” He whispered, and his lips were soon on hers