Their kiss quickly grew deeper and more passionate. Nymia pressed her body entirely up against Jeremiah’s, the hands that had been massaging his shoulders had slid so she could loop her arms around his neck. The way she moved, it was like any space between them was too much, she wanted to feel every single inch of him up against every single inch of her.

In their intensity it felt like their kiss was a battle, and whoever came out on top, well, that’s who was going to end up ...