His fingertips lightly touched her along the slant of her jaw. His fingers slid behind her head, and steadied her under the fierce taste of his passion. Stunned, she offered no resistance. His mouth was ardent in its claim, and her eyes were aware of her own simmering response, of a like spark of desire quickening within her. Her hands lifted and gently roved the contours of his face. Oh,how she wanted this, wanted him.She knew time would grant them no favors, that they had to grab greedily for all they could have of this fleeting moment. Her arms stole about the breadth of his shoulder, and she buried her face in the warm hollow of his throat.
Slowly his hands went off and she felt his breath disappearing...
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