Anna moved closer, wrapping her arms around his neck as she settled onto his lap. The man had no idea the chaos he stirred within her, the way he consumed her entirely. All the reasons she had come to see him vanished from her mind in an instant. He had that kind of power over her.
William's hands slid to her thighs, lifting the fabric of her skirt as his fingers explored every inch of her he could reach.
The intimacy of his touch, the feel of his hands on her bare skin, was everything to her. It was a connection that felt beyond this world, as did her love for him—a love so deep, so consuming, it defied reason.
When they finally pulled apart, it was as if they moved in unison, Anna resting her head on his shoulder as William held her in his arms staring ahead, making up his mind about her.
