Viya's POV
I nodded, too breathless to speak. With one smooth motion, he lifted the nightgown over my head, exposing my naked body to his hungry gaze.
I fought the urge to cover myself as his eyes devoured every inch of me. No man had ever looked at me this way—like I was something precious and desirable, something to be savored.
"Perfect," he growled, his hands skimming up my sides to cup my breasts.
I whimpered as his thumbs brushed over my n*****s, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through me. He watched my reactions intently, learning what made me gasp and arch into his touch.
When he lowered his head to take one sensitive peak into his mouth, I couldn't hold back a moan. The hot, wet suction of his mouth combined with the gentle scrape of his teeth had me squirming
