"No… you shouldn't be doing this," Silas said, prying her hands off his chest. His breath ghosted over her lips, warm and shaky, sending a shiver down her spine. She moaned, her body reacting to the closeness of his breath.
"Doing what?" She asked, her voice low and seductive. The sultry lilt in her tone made him falter, his eyes falling to her mouth, the curve of her lips too inviting to resist. He swallowed, fighting the heat rising inside him. He had only been with a woman once before, and that had been so rushed, so chaotic, he barely remembered it.
Zara didn't wait. She leaned in and seized his lips with hers, kissing him with hunger. To her surprise, his hands slid to the back of her head, threading through her hair as he deepened the kiss, taking control in an instant.
