He didn't move at first.
I could feel his stare like a touch… slow, heavy, burning its way over me. My skin prickled under it, heat pooling low in my belly, my breath turning shallow without my permission.
When I finally dared to look up, his eyes were dark. Hungry. Stripped of restraint.
A slow, dangerous smile curved his mouth.
"What a lovely ass you have, bunny," he said, voice low, rough, like it scraped its way out of his chest.
My breath hitched.
Heat rushed to my face, down my neck, everywhere all at once. I should have felt embarrassed. I should have covered myself.
Instead, my body reacted before my mind could catch up.
His mouth was on mine before I could finish thinking.
Hot. Demanding. His kiss swallowed my breath, his hands sliding up my sides, fin
