Under the intensity of Silas's gaze, Esme felt a surge of nervous excitement coursing through her veins. But she refused to let her apprehension dampen her enthusiasm; if anything, it only fueled her desire to explore the depths of passion with him. Pulling a flirtatious smile on her face, she put her hand on his chest and pushed him backward, letting him fall on the fluffy mattress on his back, her touch igniting a firestorm of anticipation in his eyes.
Silas, his heart thumping with enthusiasm, surrendered himself to her. He couldn't wait to find out what she was going to do with him. "Baby, I am at your mercy," he murmured.
Esme relished the opportunity to take control. She skillfully removed his pants and underwear, revealing his throbbing erection. Hovering over him, she straddled his thighs, her gaze locking with his in a silent promise of pleasure to come.
"What are you going to do?" he asked, his excitement growing.
