Wicked Intent

Avery

In one swift motion, he yanked the dress down to my waist, his mouth immediately finding my breast. He bit the lace-covered nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain straight to my core.

"Declan!" I cried out, arching into him.

"I love when you say my name like that," he murmured against my skin. "Like you're begging and demanding at the same time."

His hands pushed my dress past my hips, lett