Grace’s mind went completely blank, her body melting into Raphael’s warm embrace. He casually wiped the moisture from his lips with the back of his hand before leaning in again to kiss her cheek.
The thought of how quickly she’d lost control in front of him sent a ripple through her lower belly. She never imagined their arranged marriage would ignite this kind of intensity right from the start.
As he continued pressing soft kisses to her cheek, she lifted her hands to cradle his face, pulling him in for a deep kiss. He paused for a heartbeat, then responded, and the kiss quickly turned hungry and heated.
Sensing the moment, Grace suddenly flipped over and straddled him, her gaze locking with his. Her tone was more direct than usual, a playful pout on her lips as she murmured, "You promi
