Seraphina opened her eyes first, looking into his.
"That was better than I thought it would be," she murmured.
Ethan's pulse was racing now. He couldn't help smiling.
"It's a start."
She bit her lip, and a hint of a smile pulled at her mouth.
"You're making it harder to take this slow," she teased.
"Maybe I don't want you to," he shot back.
Seraphina's eyes flickered slightly.
But instead of responding, she simply shifted and slid one leg over him, straddling him on the bed.
"How about this?"
Ethan swallowed.
It was a challenge.
One that felt good.
"Like I said," he answered, not breaking eye contact, "I'm not asking you to take things slow."
Seraphina's eyes lit up.
And then, with a single motion, she leaned down and pressed her lips against his again.
Harder this time.
More passionate.
He let his hands move to her hips, feeling the warmth of her skin through the smooth silk.
Seraphina's lips parted, and he could feel the tip of her tongue brush against his.
