Forbidden Romance Tales
“This damn dress was designed to drive me insane.”
A boldness, fueled by his raw need, ignited within her. She brought her hands to his face, her fingers tangling in the dark, unruly hair at his nape and pulled him back to her. This time she led the kiss. She nipped at his full lower lip, a sharp, playful bite before she swept her tongue into his mouth, savoring the unique taste of him.
He lowered his mouth to her neck, his lips and tongue painting a searing path from her jaw to her collarbone. A soft, keening sound escaped her as she arched against him, the friction of their bodies igniting a fire that threatened to consume them both.