Chapter 25: That Steamy Night

Eva Snow’s P.O.V.

Oh Brother!

What in the hell do I think I know that am doing right now?

His weight against me was some kind of kryptonite, his body strong and powerful that it scares me in a good way and the bad. The urge to tell him I've never done this before creeps in me... But the thought of him pulling back if he finds out am clueless makes it even more difficult for me to say a word.

He slips his fingers under my dress, pushing it up against my legs, running over the silky softness of my thighs. I whimper, deep in my throat and an unbearable pleasure that has been buried within me seems to make its way to the top, making it quiet and almost impossible for me to breathe.

This is madness....."A voice in my head screams

But it's the best kind of madness!

His fingers found the lace of my thong and he cups my buttocks possessively, pressing me closer to his hard rock, as I felt the strength of his arousal and a low, groaning noise broke from my chest.

“Yes,”I mange to croak out,