Jayden's heart hammered against his ribs like a war drum, a wave of unadulterated desire surging through his veins as he stared up at her.
Cassandra's cheeks were slightly flushed, but she didn't look away. Her fingers remained wrapped around his hand, holding it against her chest.
Jayden studied her face. Beneath the playful confidence was a hint of nervousness. He brought his free hand to her cheek. His thumb traced the line of her jaw.
"Okay," he said. "Let's do it."
Then, gently, he rolled them over.
Cassandra gave a soft, startled gasp as her back met the mattress and Jayden settled above her. Her blonde hair fanned across the sheets like spilled silk. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and glassy, her lips still swollen from the kiss.
Jayden lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her. Cassandra let out a soft gasp against his mouth, her arms winding tightly around his neck, pulling him down until there was no space left between them.
