The kiss was nowhere connected to gentleness and tenderness.
His palms cupped her face, holding her in position as he tasted those baby pink lips, the ones he had been dreaming to kiss ever since his eyes landed on her.
The taste seemed familiar and kind of like he had tasted it way before but he could not remember it in his head, did not matter how much he tried to bring those memories back.
Tinsley squirmed under his hold, wrapping her hands around his neck, trying very hard to keep up with his pace although it was a losing cause.
His mouth sucked in her upper lips, running his tongue over the flesh, making her mind swirl as if she had lost her knee caps and would fall straight on the face if had not he had been clamping g her, tightly in his strong grasp.
She moaned in delight when one of his hand snaked down, exploring her small back making her body hot all over with each touch.
