My world shrinks into the single action of locking my lips onto the tall, dark, and gorgeous woman clutching me in a desperate grip like I might run away. I work my lips against her needy ones, exploring and reassuring her that I’m not going anywhere.

I couldn’t even if I wanted to.

Her tongue tangles into my mouth and a lusty moan eases from my mouth like I was on my back in satin sheets, not standing in the corner of a gym next to a spin bike. She tastes like ...