My mind screams for me to stop this, that I still have time to protect myself. But when his lips part against mine, deepening the kiss, all my resistance crumbles once more. I’m fighting a losing battle and I know it.

Another soft sound escapes me, and I feel his growl answering me reverberating in his chest. His fingers slowly trail up, threading in my hair and tilting my head back as he takes full control. It’s almost as if he has been waiting forever for this moment to happen.

Maybe ...