The Taken Of Lena
Renz nodded and leaned forward, searching for her mouth again.
"Whatever you wish. Now let me kiss you again," he said lowly, lips meeting her neck.
He gripped her hips and pulled her right up against him again, moving her as if her body were weightless. Lena felt her knees begin to tremble as his lips lowered to her collarbone, and finally across her chest. She threw her head back and cried out, forgetting where she was, when Renz squeezed her breast through her clothes, teasingly kissing the swollen mound.