Selina's mind went blank.
Her vision was completely blocked as Logan's palm covered her eyes, shutting out all light.
Losing her sight made her uneasy, her other senses growing sharper.
When she blinked, her eyelashes brushed against his palm. She could feel a searing heat at the corner of her lips—a kiss, scorching yet restrained.
But the kiss didn't stop there. It trailed downward, his lips grazing her neck, leaving a tingling warmth in their wake.
Logan's self-control was slipping. What had started as a gentle, reverent touch quickly grew unrestrained, his burning kisses falling without order.
Selina's breathing grew erratic. Before she could completely lose herself, she stumbled back a step.
"Lo-Logan!"
The man slowly opened his eyes, his gaze dark with intensity.