"No what?" He rasped out, his warm lips pressed against the skin on her neck, delivering a single kiss under the side of her jaw. She moaned, melting into his touch. The feeling of his fingers tracing along her bare hip was like sand. She was falling deeper and deeper into the joyful pleasures of his addictive touch. Esme felt a smirk on his lips as they hovered above her skin. It was all too much. The pleasure souring through her body was pushing her over the edge.