As I stared up into his eyes, I knew there was no way I could miss this opportunity. My lips crashed to his, and I kissed him hard.

His lips moved with mine, like a whispered prayer. I breathed him in like oxygen, the need almost overwhelming. One of his hands held my face to his, while his other hand gripped my hip. The feeling of his hands on my body was going to drive me crazy.

His tongue slipped between my lips, the taste of him sweet as I drank him in. I wrapped my arms ...