Lyra

As our lips met in a tender kiss, I sensed something was off with Ryan. Our kiss deepened under his insistent coaxing, but there was a hesitation in his touch.

That didn't stop our tongues from dancing… exploring…tasting. I curved my arms around his neck, breathing in his scent of eucalyptus and mint. I wanted to show him that I was ready. I wanted to be claimed by him.

With a strength that caught him off guard, I pulled him on top of me, feeling the heat of his ...