Perdita could feel her heart rapidly beat in her chest as she placed her palm on Sthena's chest. She hadn't done this before, and the thought alone daunted her, but this was Sthena, the man who had taken every piece of her shred by shred.
She could feel his heartbeat thudding in his chest against her palm just like how hers did. Moving her palm downward, feeling the expanse of his chest down to his abs that felt so sweet and smooth to touch. She looked up at him, feeling his gaze trained on her, his eyes husky with the undeniable look of need in his eyes.
Sthena surprised her by pulling her against his chest, the front of her body pressed against his. He didn't wait for her to speak and captured her lips in his, unsatisfied with the last kiss.