Slowly, slowly, she leaned closer until they were almost touching. Her nipples tightened, and she felt an instant rush of heat at his closeness. She glanced down at his chest, watching the pulse beating rapidly at his neck, then met his lips with hers.
His kiss was everything she had hoped for: the strength of his mouth pushed her back and pushed her senses towards overload. She let her tongue slide against his, lost in a moment of exhilaration. When he reached out to cup the curve of her breast, she gasped into his mouth, unable to stifle a moan.
Finally, she stepped back, overwhelmed by his sudden lust. It was intimidating and intoxicating. She wanted more. So did he.
