Eve
Sage’s voice dropped lower as he leaned in, our foreheads almost touching. “You say you don’t want this, yet you’re shaking for me.”
I wanted to deny it, but the moment my lips parted to speak, he closed the space between us and kissed me. It wasn’t soft or hesitant. He claimed my mouth with a heat that stole the breath out of me, pulling my lower lip into his and capturing it deeply between his teeth and tongue. My knees nearly buckled from the shock of it. I sucked in a sharp breath, and my hands shot up to his wrists, unsure whether I meant to push him away or hold on to him.
My lips opened as if they had a mind of their own. The second they did, he deepened the kiss, tasting me fully. His breath mixed with mine, warm and unsteady, and for a moment my body betrayed me and leaned
