I slid my hand around to the back of his neck and drew him to me for another taste. The want I'd had for him right from the beginning was intense, but that was nothing compared to the way I craved him now. And that's exactly what this was - a craving that no amount of kissing or touching or making love would ever satisfy. For as long as I lived, I'd never get enough of him.

"You really need to go shower before we end up tangled in these sheets again," he said, moving away from ...