Without waiting for an answer, Ryan dipped his head and captured Nyrissa's in a sweet but powerful kiss. Her breath caught in the back of her throat and released in a soft moan as Quentin's fingers brushed her hair off the nape of her neck.

Warm lips brushed the cool sensitive skin on her neck, sending delicate goosebumps across her body. Nyrissa's nipples hardened into tiny blushing pink pebbles that brushed erotically against the smooth, slippery fabric of her shirt. Every inch of ...