She was so certain he would pull away and scold her after his initial resistance, but…
He kissed her back.
Just as fiercely.
Every bone in her body seemed to melt and her brain turned to mush.
Her hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.
Even then, he didn't pull away. His lips were warm against hers, his breath hot against her skin.
She needed more…
Her lips parted as she gasped, and he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
He pressed her even harder against the bookshelf.
Then his hands slipped around her waist, pulling her flush against him. Eve gasped again.
Was this really happening?
He lifted her as if she weighed nothing and she responded by wrapping her legs around him.
Her hands itched to touch him, she needed him to…
There was suddenly a knock on the door.
