Consequences of Desire

As he leaned closer, she couldn't help but notice the way his muscles shifted under his skin—his strong chest, the defined lines of his abs, the broadness of his shoulders, and the tautness of his body. Everything about him made her pulse quicken, a heat rising within her that she couldn't ignore.

He leaned down further, his lips finding hers in a kiss that was both tender and demanding. She responded, her fingers roaming over his back, tracing the strong, familiar lines of his muscles. When he finally pulled away, both of them breathing heavily, their eyes locked, filled with a shared hunger and understanding.

Slowly, he slid his hands beneath her thighs, lifting her legs and placing them on either side of his hips. A soft moan escaped her as his fingers brushed against her most sensitive parts. She felt herself grow wetter, the sensation of his touch sending waves of heat through her.