"Isaac, close your eyes," she said in a firm voice.
"What?" He blinked, confused.
"Just do it," she insisted with a playful edge to her tone.
Not thinking much of it, Isaac shrugged and closed his eyes.
A moment later, Emily's lips pressed against his in a soft and warm kiss.
The kiss slowly turned hungrier. Her tongue sought his with a boldness that caught him off guard.
Emily usually kissed with a gentle sensuality, but this was different. Her lips moved with boldness, drawing him in, and Isaac felt heat spread through his chest.
Her hands slid to his shoulders and her fingers dug in slightly, pulling him closer.
Isaac started to open his eyes, and lifting his hand to hold her, but Emily's palm pressed over his eyes.
"I told you not to look," she said, her voice a mix of command and tease. "And don't move either."
The darkness was exhilarating. Not seeing her next move heightened every sensation.
