My first instinct was to push Rowan away. However, my body and mind were two entirely different entities. While my mind wanted nothing more than to get away from Rowan, my body wanted the exact opposite.
As if he could feel my hesitance, Rowan intensified the kiss. He pulled me closer, his hand cupping the back of my head so that he could deepen the kiss. I was locked in place with nowhere to escape to, and it didn't take long for me to melt into his arms.
My lips instinctively moved against his, moaning against his lips when his tongue slipped in during my moment of weakness. He so effortlessly stole my breath away, and I felt my core building and burning with arousal the longer we remained connected.
