Scars tightened his arms around her as he felt her sway, then surrender. He was stunned at the utter lack of token resistance from her, and that was a huge relief. He’d never once forced a woman to accept even so much as a kiss from him, and even though he knew that Zoe wanted this (she’d even come right out and said that she wanted this), he didn’t want to wear her down or manipulate her.
No, he wanted her to want this too, without shame or worry or second-guessing herself. He wanted her to accept her own wants and desires, and embrace them, and revel in them. He wanted her to ask for his kiss and beg for his touch.
So her kissing him back like this, without an intake of breath or stiffening in shock, was a big step. At least, he hoped it was.
His kisses were savage, hard, passionate
