Gabriel’s POV
Clairessa was playing with fire.
And she damn well knew it.
Every touch was tempting.
Maddening.
And she was fully aware of what she was doing to me. I was trying to take things slow, trying to look after her, but she clearly had other plans.
"You’re playing with fire, Clairessa." My voice came out rough, strained.
She looked up at me with innocent yet mischievous eyes, her lips brushing against mine in a teasing, testing kiss. “And what if I want to get burned?”
A low growl rumbled in my chest before I crushed my lips against hers, claiming her mouth with raw hunger. My hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer until our bodies pressed together in a desperate, feverish need.
Her lips parted for me, and I plunged my tongue inside, tasting her, owning her. She
