Forty-Two

He leaves his fingers under my chin, but I still flinch as he places his other hand on my cheek. He then slides it around to the back of my neck. I let out a shaky breath as tingles run down from my neck and he closes the distance between us, kissing my lips. He then moves his other hand, wrapping it around my waist and pulling my body up tight against his as he deepens the kiss. I don't fight this time and allow my body to melt into his.

I hesitantly lift my arms and wrap them around his neck as he tightens his hold on me and adds more dominance to his kiss. A wave of fear goes through me as he slides his hand down and then back up again but under the shirt this time. Just because I am giving myself to him, it doesn't mean I'm not scared. I have never done anything other than what Zachariah has done to me. He moves me backward until my back hits the doorframe leading back into the bedroom. I tense a little as I feel him pressed up against me.

I then slowly slide my