Everything about the moment felt forbidden...

And inevitable. She could feel her hair shifting back and forth along her shoulders as Brodie’s hand swept along her back to her waist. The play of his fingers along the curves between her breasts and hips elicited hypersensitive tingles as if she were being lit up from within. If she had thought she knew what being touched by a man was like before, she knew for certain she’d had no idea until now. Each infinitesimal movement of Brodie’s fingertips, hips, even his breath spoke to her very essence.

He untangled their fingers and tipped her chin up as he lowered his lips to meet hers. Tentative at first. A near chaste kiss. Then another. Longer, more inquisitive. His short beard was unbelievably soft. Kali’s fingers crept up to trace along his jawline as his hands cupped hers. Her lips parted, wanting more than anything to taste and explore his full lips. A soft moan passed between the pair of them—she had no idea where it had started or how it had finished, she was only capable of surrendering to the onslaught of sensations. On her skin, inside her belly, shifting and warming, farther, deeper than she’d ever experienced. She felt delicate and protected in his arms. And utterly free to abandon herself to the erotic washes of heat and desire coursing through to her very core.