The confusion that had clouded Esme's mind earlier began to dissipate, replaced by a primal urgency. As the heat between them intensified, their kisses deepened, each one a fiery exchange of longing and need. Their breaths mingled, hot and urgent. The playful teasing morphed into something far more serious as they surrendered to the raw power of their desire.
Silas's hands cupped her face, his touch both possessive and tender. He pulled her closer as if he couldn't get enough of her taste, his eyes burning with a dark intensity. Esme responded eagerly, mirroring his urgency. Her fingers tangled in his hair, digging in, pulling him into her like she was trying to meld their very souls together.
Their bodies pressed together. Every touch ignited a spark, sending a jolt of electricity through them. They lost themselves in the moment, their lips moving in perfect synchrony.
