Rama stiffened under Damien's hold the moment his lips pressed against hers. They were soft and supple, but it elicited no response in her whatever.
She tried to coerce her body to stimulate a response, any response to his kiss, but it didn't conform to it, rather it rebelled as it yearned for something else, something forbidden.
Her hands clutched into a tight fist in unease as she waited for the kiss to end while holding her breath, but rather it took a slow momentarily pace that made her almost groan in frustration.
She waited for the kiss to end, but rather she felt his body pressing into hers, his hands roaming about her back and his kisses simultaneously getting harder.
He was going too far, too far for her to handle, she subconsciously placed her hand on his chest in an effort to push him away and he abruptly stopped.
