Sienna’s lips were still tingling from the kiss.
She lay facing Kael in the dark bed, their foreheads touching. Both of them were breathing faster. Kael’s hand rested on her waist now, his thumb gently stroking the skin under her tank top. Sienna’s hand was on his chest, feeling his heartbeat.
“We should stop,” Kael whispered, but he did not move away. “Your brother…”
Sienna shook her head slowly. “He is not here. And I do not want to stop.”
She kissed him again. This time the kiss was deeper. Hungrier. Kael groaned softly into her mouth. His hand slid under her tank top and moved up her back. Sienna shivered at the touch. She pressed her body closer to his, feeling the hardness growing in his shorts against her thigh.
Kael pulled back a little, breathing heavily. “Sienna… you are mak
