The taste of wine still lingered between her teeth, rich and intoxicating.
Lucas Walker savored all of this passionately, as if uncorking a bottle of aged wine, desiring to drink it all in one gulp, yet also patiently savored it bit by bit.
Lucas Walker kissed her lightly, fearing he might wake the slumbering Ivana Bennett.
Although he could have been forceful, he didn't want to be.
Lucas Walker always enjoyed conquering, but this time was an exception. Rather than conquering, he preferred her compliance.
Struggling for breath, Ivana instinctively moved her lips away. Lucas Walker didn't force her, just shifted his kiss along the corner of her lips. His hand ventured underneath her loose pajamas, delicately caressing her enchanting curves, soft and tender.
She unconsciously gasped, moaning softly, yet didn't awaken.
The alcohol blurred her consciousness. In this chaotic state, Ivana didn't realize that all of this was real.
