Chapter 42. An Opportunist

Ethan's POV

The kiss was timid, gentle, and slow. The moment my lips touched Anastasia's, I sensed her hesitation, perhaps fear. Yet, it was delicious, it was incredible, the taste that Anastasia possessed. The way she allowed my tongue into her mouth, how our tongues moved frantically, and her soft, delicate hands touching my face sent an electric current through my entire body. It heightened all my senses, along with my instinct to possess her, to want so much more of her. The mix of euphoria and excitement surged through every muscle of my body; I wanted to taste every part of Anastasia.

The room, filled with decorations and furniture, seemed to shrink. The dawn light seeped through the closed window with a timid glow, trying to make its way through the still-cloudy sky that was beginning to clear, making room once again for the bright sun and warmth. Anastasia's double bed, adorned with soft pillows, was the best invitation I could receive to experienc