However, a reminiscing sadness caused her to withdraw her hand and move it to her lips to stroke the slight, red swell on her lower lip.
She'd been bitten hard.
It didn't hurt as much anymore, but the pain of his sharp canine clamping on her lip_ she remembered very well how bad it had hurt then.
The swell could be easily overlooked, but the broad red spread crosswise on the tender skin... It could tell many tales.
Rain even feared someone with a massive insight might be able to put the puzzle pieces together and have an assumption of what had bruised her lips.
That kiss was absurd; it had started off gently and for a moment there she'd almost lost herself to it.
At first she'd felt the smoothness of his lips running over hers with a tempting hungry passion. His tongue...
Rain suddenly shook her head to fade the misleading fantasy blinding her rationality.
She must be losing her mind thinking of such perverse happenings.
