Leo stared at her as she kissed him, trying to pry him open, his heart beating in his chest.
What was he going to do with her, what exactly was he expected to do when she was knocking every sense of reasoning away.
He felt his c**k harden underneath his jeans and pulled away.
“Please let me…” she said, looking into his eyes.
Her whisper was broken, desperate, like she would die if he refused her now. Her fingers tightened around his shirt, clutching it like she wanted to pull him into her lungs and breathe him until there was nothing else.
His jaw tightened, his chest heaved. He shouldn’t. God, he shouldn’t. But her eyes, wide and begging, made the air between them burn.
“Amara,” his voice was ragged, torn from his throat, “you don’t know what you’re asking me for.”
“I do,” she whis
