Tanya's POV
My tongue met his in an erotic dance that had oxygen leaving my lungs as my heart pounded in my chest. His abs brushed against my hard nipples, intensifying the feeling.
He groaned as the friction sparked fire between us. My palms moved upward to his manly hips, snaking on the taut muscles of his upper half. He shuddered in my grasp and I smiled, continuing the action as they climbed to his shoulders.
I clenched the taut form of them, raking my fingers slightly till I reached his neck. Hooking my palms around it, I pressed his head downward.
His hand slid from my ass, up the dip of my waist, my neck, into my strands, and yanked them softly, causing my back to arch. I gasped as he detached his lips from mine and kissed my jaw, neck, and collarbone, till his lips met my mark.
