Seeing this, Tara Summer felt a bit deflated. She had wanted to act coy with him. Isn't it said that once a woman plays coy, even steel turns soft?
Unfortunately, she didn't know how to act coy. She'd batted her eyelashes so much they were about to fall off, but he remained completely unmoved.
Seeing his indifferent expression, Tara knew her efforts were in vain. Hence, she decided to be frank, wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning in to kiss him...
She seldom took the initiative, but Liam Yancey indulged her, allowing her to kiss him as she wished. Just as she was about to draw back, he tightened his grip on her waist.
He sealed her lips fiercely, making it impossible for her to pull away...
Tara initially struggled a bit, but soon, like a tendril of spring water, she softened in his arms.
He left her in a state of ravishing disarray, releasing her only after a moment. Gasping for fresh air, her eyes looked dazed and her lips were slightly swollen.
