"I am. That's the point." he replied honestly. He wanted to open that door, give her that access...test his own limits and see if he could bear to let her all the way in.

There wasn't much more room for thought as she helped him finish undressing...and let her mouth trace the line of his cock, a teasing brush of her mouth that stole his breath, breath she put into his lungs with every touch.

As the tub finished filling, The Shade used power to shut the water off, his eyes locked on her as his hand shot out to tunnel into her hair. He wanted to force her down, to urge her to go down on him, but he restrained himself and let his hand merely lay there against her scalp.

After all: it was her turn.