Maven interrupted her words by crashing his lips against hers. This time, he was not slow or teasing at all.
Claire leaned against his body to prevent herself from dropping to the floor like jelly.
As his tongue traced the seam of her lips, a moan escaped her mouth and he grabbed the back of her neck, angling it slightly to get better access inside her mouth.
Her lips parted and his tongue thrust inside, devouring her mouth in an eager and passionate move.
Claire closed her eyes, slowly moving her lips against his, trying to match his pace.
''You are still as sweet you were the last time,'' he pulled back and whispered against her lips.
Claire slowly opened her eyes and glanced at him somewhat shyly.
