His lips touched mine lightly, he waited for a reaction, and when he got nothing.

He pulled me by my waist toward him, my hand reached out to his chest for balance, and I gazed up at him.

His lips covered mine, his tongue slipped right into my mouth. He made love to my mouth slowly and gently.

The earlier anger was gone and all that was left was sinful desires to own me and devour me. The thought made me shiver in anticipation.

He grabbed my neck, backing me against ...