***
It was unbelievable!
Alexander could hardly comprehend what was happening. Guinevere was kissing him back, truly kissing him back. Yes, she had done so before, but it had felt strained, as if he had to coax her into it. This time was different. There was no hesitation, no reluctance. She was kissing him willingly, without his command.
His heart pounded in his chest, and his blood warmed with a rush of exhilaration. The knowledge that she was responding to him with genuine desire sent a thrilling vibration through him. It felt as if all the tension and longing that had built up between them, built up in him that day, was finally being released.
