The next moment, his lips captured hers, and Siena felt the kiss even more intensely this time—the faint sound of his breath hitching, the hungry movement of his mouth, the perfect mix of softness and demand in every touch.
Her eyes were covered, her hands restrained, yet her other senses were heightened. Every movement of his body, every shift in his breathing, she was acutely aware of it all.
She could feel the rise and fall of his chest against her hands, the subtle shudder of his body each time their skin touched. God! She had never realized she affected him this much. She always knew he was drawn to her, but the way his control slipped now—the tension, the heat radiating off him—made her feel powerful.
This hard, dominant man, who so often appeared cold and untouchable, was unravel
