He leaned in and softly pressed his lips against hers. His eyes were open and the way her eyes fluttered close at the touch of his lips didn’t escape him. It urged him on. And his eyes slowly closed too as he deepened the kiss. His large palm held the side of her face as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
Her moan matched his. He felt as if he was dying of thirst and suddenly found an oasis. The hand that held her face trembled slightly. He was careful in how he held her. But the tongue that tangled with hers was anything but gentle. It was demanding. It took her breath away... made her feel as if she was melting into a gooey soft mess. Her ears were ringing.
“Breathe.” Eldridge pulled away from the kiss when he noticed that she wasn’t breathing and whispered against her soft, wet lip
