Elara froze her breath catching in her throat as Dante's soft lips pressed against hers. She didn't know how to react at first,her hands lying by my side curling and uncurling unsure of what to do with them. Dante's lips moved against hers begging silently for permission.
Dante pulled back trying to break the kiss but was stopped when her hand wrapped around his neck pulling him closer. Her lips parted beneath his as she kissed him back with the same raw hunger in his movement. A part of her screamed at her that what she was doing was wrong but the devil on her shoulder won in the battle. Dante groaned low in his chest and swallowed the soft moans that left her lips. Something about the way he sounded sent shivers down her spine. She wanted this. She wanted more of him, even more than it
