Resisting Temptation

Tristan's lips were fiery and intense, and his raw, unpracticed kisses were somehow the most seductive thing about him.

My heart was pounding like crazy, and the heat flooding through me felt like my sanity was about to go up in flames.

Tristan was tall, and the muscles he'd built from years of playing ball gave him this unmistakable masculine energy.

I had no idea where my hands should go on him.