Hailee’s POV
His eyes darkened.
The moment the clasp came undone, I slid the straps down my arms and let the bra fall into my lap. I wasn’t breathing. I couldn’t breathe.
Dane’s gaze dipped, then flicked back up to my face.
He didn’t speak.
He didn’t have to.
The look in his eyes said it all.
And gods, it made me feel like I was the only girl in the entire damn world.
My chest rose and fell rapidly. Dane didn’t speak. He just stared, like he couldn’t believe what I’d just done but also like he’d known I would.
Then... he moved.
Slowly.
Like a predator crossing the distance between us, he shifted onto his knees and crawled closer, his eyes never leaving mine. His hand reached out, brushing my arm, then sliding over my side. His touch was warm—feverish even—and when his palm finally cupped my breast, I sucked in a sharp breath.
"Dane..." I whispered, not sure if it was a warning or a plea.
His thumb grazed my nipple.
I gasped, my body arching instinctively into his touch. The sensation was sharp and electric, shooting straight through me and settling low in my belly.
"You’re so soft," he murmured, his voice rough and reverent, like I was something sacred. "So perfect."
And then he dipped his head.
His lips brushed over my skin, teasing at first. Just a feather-light kiss at the top of my breast. Then lower. And lower still.
When his mouth finally closed around my nipple, I whimpered.
Heat exploded through me. My fingers tangled in the blanket as his tongue flicked, circled, then sucked gently. My hips twitched, my legs pressing together as my body fought to process the flood of sensations.
His other hand found my waist, holding me while his mouth worshipped me, slow and passionate, like he wanted to memorize every reaction.
"Dane..." I breathed again.
He pulled back just enough to glance up at me, his lips glistening, his eyes full of wicked delight. "Tell me if I need to stop."
I shook my head instantly. "Don’t."
His grin deepened.
And then he leaned in again.
Dane’s lips wrapped around my nipple again, sucking harder this time. My head fell back with a moan as waves of pleasure rolled through me. His tongue circled, teased, then pulled gently, making my body tremble under him.
Then, just as slowly as he had started, he pulled away.
He sat back across from me, breathing a little heavier now. His chest rose and fell, and I noticed he was hard. My eyes widened. I could see the outline clearly... even the veins running along it.
He noticed me looking and gave a small, crooked smile. "I choose dare."
I blinked, my heart pounding. "Okay," I said, voice low and shaky. "I dare you... to make me cum."
Something shifted in his eyes.
The playful spark turned into pure hunger.
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