Her black hair was slicked back from her face, emphasizing the deepness of her eyes and the classic oval face of hers. Her emotions were blanked and he wondered for a moment. He wanted the first time to be memorable for her but she has threatened her with her life, she challenged his masculinity but over the top she needed him at that moment. He’d felt her avid gaze upon him, he could feel her heated body.
Jaan, finally she kissed him. for the first time she made a move towards him of her own free will. His heart still jerked and chugged at the memory at the memory of her hands pulling him to her lush waiting mouth.
He could not be mistaken about this, could he?
For a moment, a single harrowing moment she stared at him.
She came towards him, a slow, languid stroke, as if to tease.
