Fang broke the kiss as his fingers circled her tip. Selene was still lost in the kiss and the pangs of pleasure his simple touch was igniting inside her. She looked at his barely visible face before blood rose on her face and she buried her face in his shoulder.
Her innocence was making Fang want to take her right here against the pole till she scream his name over the sound of the rain.
He took a deep breath, with sinful desire ignited in his eyes. Fang grabbed Selene's hair as he pulled her head back to face him, "Want me to stop?" He knew very well she did not want him to stop. But he wanted her to listen to what she wanted, to ask for what her body was calling out for.
Selene hissed as Fang's grip tightened on her hair.