Chapter 63
- Amara's breath hitched as Lucian’s fingers brushed the soft inside of her thigh, warm and possessive, like he had every right to touch her that way.
- Her pulse hammered in her throat, but she kept her gaze on the road, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing how much he affected her.
- Still, her body betrayed her, her skin tingled under his touch, heat pooling low in her belly.