Sharky slowly lifted his hand to her chin.
Hestia inhaled sharply. Her whole body froze… then softened under his touch.
Before she understood what was happening, Sharky kissed her.
Her eyes widened, then fluttered closed.
Sharky's lips moved gently against Hestia's, his kiss tender and full of unspoken emotion. He felt her initial surprise melt away, replaced by a softening of her body and a gentle sigh against his mouth.
His hand slid from her chin to the back of her neck, fingers threading through her silky hair as he deepened the kiss. Hestia's hands fisted in his tunic, holding him close as if afraid he might disappear.
When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily. Hestia's eyes fluttered open, gazing at Sharky with a mix of wonder and disbelief.
"Sharky..." she whispered again, her voice trembling.
Sharky's thumb brushed gently over Hestia's swollen lips, his eyes dark with desire. "I've wanted to do that since the moment I saw you," he confessed softly.
