Rhiannon eyes narrowed, and I didn't miss the way her fingers twitched beneath my grip.
But before she could push me off, I kissed her.
Hard. Hot.
I kissed her until she stopped squirming, until her breaths turned into little sighs, until I felt her fingers finally curl beneath mine, her body going boneless beneath me.
Then, and only then, did I pull back.
Just long enough to see her wide eyes and flushed cheeks, her lips red and swollen, her chest heaving beneath me.
Her red hair was already tangled around her head, spread out beneath her like a halo, and I couldn't help but smile just a little at how thoroughly wrecked she already looked.
I leaned down and kissed her again.
No teeth. No teasing. Just slow and deep and deliberate, until she was arching up against me, her fingers threading through my hair, her hips rocking up to meet mine.
I groaned, feeling the friction through my pants.
But I didn't let myself rush.
