But I didn’t.
Instead, I let my hands rest on his broad shoulders, and I kissed him back. Hard. His lips were just as firm as last night, but this time I met them full-on, and tasted every bit. His tongue flickered at my lower lip until I opened my mouth an inch. Then he thrust in, finding my tongue and nudging against it. I could hear panting and I think it was mine. He gave a soft, slow moan that went right to my groin.
I tried to wriggle closer but I was thoroughly tangled in the bedding. With a low laugh, Marcus broke from the kiss and helped me pull myself free of my protective blankets. I stared into his shining eyes, dark and full of need for me. His lips glinted in the dim light, his teeth white in contrast. There were shadows on his cheeks where his skin was flushed. I had his a
