Rebecca's POV
"What we are about to do," he said, his voice dropping to a soft whisper, "is not just s*x. It is lovemaking. I want you to feel every bit of how much I want you."
I gulped, my breath hitching at the raw honesty in his tone. My body felt like it was humming, a slow heat spreading through my limbs that had nothing to do with the temperature in the room. I didn't have time to overthink it before he leaned down, his fingers firm and steady against my jaw.
He kissed me, and the world outside that dark bedroom completely vanished.
It was a slow, hungry kiss that claimed everything. It was so passionate, so incredibly good, that I felt my knees go weak even though I was sitting. I reached up, my fingers tangling in his dark hair to pull him closer, needing to feel the weigh
