kissing him tentatively back. She stepped forward of her own accord and touched his lips with hers just as he had done to her.
The fire that ignited was startling in its intensity and consuming her rapidly. Hector felt it as well and he pulled her into his arms, his strong ones wrapping around her waist and lifting her up against his hard chest and the thumb that had been resting against her chin pulled her mouth open for his invading tongue.
She imitated everything he did, her mind hoping that he was feeling everything he was doing to her, all that she was feeling. Her hand reached up and touched his cheek, feeling the ruggedness of his profile, the surprising softness of his hair and she wasn’t even aware of her body pressing against his as she deepened the kiss on her own while her other hand gripped the lapel of his morning suit.
It wasn’t until the priest coughed and Hector realized that the congregation was doing a standing ovation that he understood that their kiss had gotten out of control. As he looked down into her eyes, he saw the confusion, as well as the softness of her lips. Everything inside him wanted to pull her back into his arms and kiss her again, find out if that reaction had been a fluke or was real.
Instead, he turned and tucked her hand into his arm, then led her down the aisle, ignoring the good natured chuckles as everyone noticed his new wife’s dazed expression.
The well wishers poured out of the church after them but Hector pulled Kallista into the limousine and he ordered his driver to quickly move out. They drove in silence to his house and Kallista knew she should come up with some sort of conversation, but her mind had decided to shut down. It didn’t help that Hector maintained possession of her hand and his thumb was drawing circles on her palm. She didn’t even realize he was doing it at first and when she did, she tried to close her hand, but he shook his head and leaned down to her. “ Kallista , you either let me touch your hand or I’ll touch something else. It’s your choice but you will become used to my touch. It’s just a matter of where. I told you last night, t his will not be a marriage of convenience.”
She looked up at him and her eyes pleaded with him to release her. But he was immune to her entreaty so she opened her hand and allowed him the touch. She tried closing her eyes to block out the impact his thumb was having on her, but that only intensified the feeling so she opened them again and tried to look away.
Thankfully they arrived at his house now and she breathed a sigh of relief. She moved to scoot out of the car but he stopped her. “Listen carefully, Kallista . You will remain by my side tonight. No flitting around the reception and going off without me. If you do, I promise you won’t like the consequences.”
She tried to breathe but her chest was constricting. “Why? What is so important that I stay near you?”
“The fact that you have to ask that question should answer it for you,” he said grimly and exited the car from the opposite side. He quickly came around and opened the door for her, extending his hand to help her out, challenging her to ignore his offered hand.
She took it, but his touch only made her knees weaker and her whole body tense with trepidation. She took a deep breath and decided to be honest with him in the hope that he would give her some space. “You make me nervous,” she said softly, almost whispering the words as if saying them aloud would be a bad thing.
He looked down at her, his thumb rubbing her lower lip and he moved closer. “Don’t worry Kallista . You’re strong. You can get through the reception.”
She almost cried in frustration that he thought she was nervous about the reception and the guests. She wanted to scream out that it was him that made her nervous, that she wanted space from him and these terrifying feelings he made
The fire that ignited was startling in its intensity and consuming her rapidly. Hector felt it as well and he pulled her into his arms, his strong ones wrapping around her waist and lifting her up against his hard chest and the thumb that had been resting against her chin pulled her mouth open for his invading tongue.
She imitated everything he did, her mind hoping that he was feeling everything he was doing to her, all that she was feeling. Her hand reached up and touched his cheek, feeling the ruggedness of his profile, the surprising softness of his hair and she wasn’t even aware of her body pressing against his as she deepened the kiss on her own while her other hand gripped the lapel of his morning suit.
It wasn’t until the priest coughed and Hector realized that the congregation was doing a standing ovation that he understood that their kiss had gotten out of control. As he looked down into her eyes, he saw the confusion, as well as the softness of her lips. Everything inside him wanted to pull her back into his arms and kiss her again, find out if that reaction had been a fluke or was real.
Instead, he turned and tucked her hand into his arm, then led her down the aisle, ignoring the good natured chuckles as everyone noticed his new wife’s dazed expression.
The well wishers poured out of the church after them but Hector pulled Kallista into the limousine and he ordered his driver to quickly move out. They drove in silence to his house and Kallista knew she should come up with some sort of conversation, but her mind had decided to shut down. It didn’t help that Hector maintained possession of her hand and his thumb was drawing circles on her palm. She didn’t even realize he was doing it at first and when she did, she tried to close her hand, but he shook his head and leaned down to her. “ Kallista , you either let me touch your hand or I’ll touch something else. It’s your choice but you will become used to my touch. It’s just a matter of where. I told you last night, t his will not be a marriage of convenience.”
She looked up at him and her eyes pleaded with him to release her. But he was immune to her entreaty so she opened her hand and allowed him the touch. She tried closing her eyes to block out the impact his thumb was having on her, but that only intensified the feeling so she opened them again and tried to look away.
Thankfully they arrived at his house now and she breathed a sigh of relief. She moved to scoot out of the car but he stopped her. “Listen carefully, Kallista . You will remain by my side tonight. No flitting around the reception and going off without me. If you do, I promise you won’t like the consequences.”
She tried to breathe but her chest was constricting. “Why? What is so important that I stay near you?”
“The fact that you have to ask that question should answer it for you,” he said grimly and exited the car from the opposite side. He quickly came around and opened the door for her, extending his hand to help her out, challenging her to ignore his offered hand.
She took it, but his touch only made her knees weaker and her whole body tense with trepidation. She took a deep breath and decided to be honest with him in the hope that he would give her some space. “You make me nervous,” she said softly, almost whispering the words as if saying them aloud would be a bad thing.
He looked down at her, his thumb rubbing her lower lip and he moved closer. “Don’t worry Kallista . You’re strong. You can get through the reception.”
She almost cried in frustration that he thought she was nervous about the reception and the guests. She wanted to scream out that it was him that made her nervous, that she wanted space from him and these terrifying feelings he made
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