His kiss was a blazing conflagration, his mouth caressed her own, Anne was stunned at first, the simmering anger in her chest slowly dying down in a quiet surrender to the seductive heat of his mouth.
Slowly, his hand slid through the wavy curls of her hair, long and thick fingers curling into her hair, tightening with an intense desire.
For that single moment, it felt like the whole world had gone quiet.
When the surprise faded and her body began to subconsciously melt against the rigid muscles of his own, Anne raised her hands to push weakly at his chest, but she couldn't get her mind's thoughts to align with her body's. His lips were like a hypnotic spell and she'd fallen into them, she'd fallen the first moment his mouth touched her own.
His breath was ragged as he tugged her lips apart with his tongue, warm and slick her whole body shuddered in sweet surrender.
