The two new lovers kissed again and again, as if trying to make up for all the lost time, all the stolen glances and quiet longing that had gone unspoken for so long.
Every kiss grew deeper, more urgent, until their lips were no longer enough and Riley gently guided Eve back toward the bed.
She didn't resist.
When the back of her knees touched the edge of the mattress, he gave her the lightest push, and she sat down, breathless and flushed.
Her hair was slightly messy, her lips swollen from their kisses, and her eyes wide with emotion.
She looked up at him, heart racing, and saw something she had only dared to dream about before: desire, focused entirely on her.
Then, without a word, Riley reached for his robes.
He didn't rush. Instead, he undid them slowly, letting the fabric fall away piece by piece.
