Sean's POV
"I want you to kiss me now, Sean."
Her words hit me like lightning, stealing every breath from my chest.
I freeze. My hands shake slightly as I stare down at her upturned face. She's looking at me with such raw want that it nearly brings me to my knees. Days of fighting this pull between us, and now she's asking for exactly what I've been craving.
"You sure about this?" My voice comes out rough, barely controlled.
She nods without hesitation, her lips slightly parted, eyes bright with certainty. "I've never wanted anything more."
That breaks the last of my resistance.
I cradle her face between my palms, thumbs stroking across her soft cheeks before I lower my mouth to hers. The kiss starts gentle, testing, but she responds immediately, her fingers fisting in my shirt like she's afraid I might pull away.
I won't. Not now. Not when she tastes this perfect.
