Chapter 19. Against the Glass

Silvia POV

In one swift movement, he closed the distance between us, his large hands cupping my face.

His rum-scented breath fanned across my lips.

And then he kissed me.

I expected roughness, demands.

What I got instead was a slow, deliberate exploration that made my knees weak.

His lips moved against mine with expert precision, coaxing rather than conquering.

When his tongue traced the seam of my mouth, I opened for him without hesitation.

Keal stirred restlessly within me, pushing me closer to him as my hands found purchase on his broad shoulders.

The expensive fabric of his suit felt smooth beneath my fingertips as I slid my hands up to thread through his golden hair.

“Silvia,” he breathed against my face, “are you sure about this? “

Without giving myself time to reconsider.

I grabbed his tie and kissed him. “I know exactly what I’m asking for.”

He cursed under his breath and wrapped his hands a