Irresistible Fantasies (A Steamy Collection)
When it was my turn, I admitted something embarrassing.
“Never have I ever kissed more than one person in the same night,” I said quietly.
The bus erupted.
Sienna didn’t even hesitate. She cupped my face gently and kissed me right there. Her lips were soft and warm, tasting like cherry vodka. The kiss was slow and sweet, but it still left me breathless when she pulled back, smiling.
“My turn,” Knox said, voice low and rough. He leaned over the seat, slid a big hand to the back of my neck, and kissed me deeper.