Edward released the breath he'd been holding since his confession and as he relaxed, he took over control of the kiss.
His hands slid into her hair and gripped her face so that as he devoured her lips, she was anchored by his grip.
It was the third time the two had kissed in the span of two hours yet Amy wanted to melt under the intensity of the kiss.
She moaned as loudly as she could into Edward's mouth and he swallowed it all up without a second thought.
His fingers massaged her scalp with deliberate sensuality while his lips danced with hers like burning flames to oxygen.
With his palms wrapped around her waist like a bracelet, Edward pulled Amy so that she stood flush against his front.
Through the thin fabric of his suit shirt, Amy could feel all of Edward's chest. The rippled hardness was a welcome contrast against her full, soft chest and the petite Asian found herself pressing harder against her companion.
