I opened my eyes, looking up at him with a mixture of confusion and desire. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Steve's eyes never left mine as he replied, "You're tempting me, Mabel. And I'm not sure I can resist." His voice was low and husky.
His hands lingered on my cheeks, thumbs tracing slow circles as he leaned in closer. His eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the uncertainty in his gaze. He opened his mouth, then closed it, his eyes dipping to my lips.
"Can I kiss you?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Yes," I breathed, my heart pounding in my chest. "Yes, you can." I wanted him to know just how ready I was, how his touch alone ignited a fire of desire within me.
When his lips met mine, they were soft and gentle. I tried to deepen the k
