"We should stop."
Cedric was begging for her to make him stop.
"Okay," Rosie answered with a nod.
Then she pulled his head down for another searing kiss.
He groaned and as her tongue touched the tip of his. His fingers slip up into her hair, cupping her head, deepening an already deep, wet and carnal kiss. Warmth washed through her in a flood. He tasted so good her body pressed into his and thankfully, his hand at her waist pulled her into him.
It had been a long time since Rosie had been kissed. She hadn't had a date since college, much less a lover. Much less kisses.
And this, by far, was the best kiss she'd ever that and hopefully, the best sex too if Cedric ever gets around to putting her on the damn bed.
She wanted him. She wanted all of him.
She wanted him to put her on the bed quick, get the two of them naked and moving on top of her, in her. She wanted him so much.
