Chapter Seven
Alex
Delilah was warm and soft, and her mouth held a lingering plum flavor from the wine. Her scent spun around me like a d**g. A d**g just for me, and I’d been hooked for years even though I hadn’t seen her in all that time.
Her tongue slicked against mine, and I tightened my grip in her hair as she arched into me. When she let out a little moan, I growled in return.
Delilah stripped away any artifice, taking everything down to a pure, elemental level.
I needed her closer. Now. Stepping back slightly and breaking free from our kiss to gulp in air, I lifted her against me. She didn’t hesitate, winding her legs around my hips as she trailed a fingertip along the stubble on my jaw.
“Just one night,” she murmured.
“Oh, Delilah, there will be far more than just one night.”
