Chapter 75. Racheal's Deep Confusion

Racheal froze for a moment, as her lips got consumed with Steffan’s fiery one. He sank his fingers into her hair, pulling her head back so he could claim her lips even further. 

They were still lying side by side on their bed. 

She tentatively placed her hand on his shoulder, feeling the hard flesh of it as she had always wanted to. This seemed to fire him up. He ran his tongue over her lower lip, coaxing her to part her lips. 

He swooped in for her tongue immediately she did, sending hot sparks down between her legs. 

Finally, he slowly pulled back and stared into her eyes. The blue of his eyes seemed strangely bluer.

“I like you.” He said, in that low voice he had, the baritone reverberating in his throat. 

His words evoked feelings she did not think possible, in her. 

“I like your full lips and the way they press together when you are hurt or angry. I like the beautiful lines that immediately app