“His eyes had grown dark and smoky. A silky undertone crept into his voice. “Never tempted by any man, Fionna. Never tempted by any man... before me. Never tempted by desire. Untouched by any man... before me.” Lightly he molded the shape of her breast in his palm, his thumb traced the outline of her nipple. Bending low, his lips pressed a tiny kiss at the corner of her mouth, his breath warming her cheek as he whispered, “Are you tempted, sweet?”
