In a blur, he was on top of her. His mouth took possession of hers, and his entire body was involved in the passion. Evelyn lost herself again in a world of dancing light before she could focus on what was happening. Oh, God, how she loved his mouth with his tender tastes and hot, lingering pressures and nibbles. His tongue broke through her closed lipped defense with coaxing and teasing, until she parted for him in a gesture of surrender. Never had a kiss been so promising. He stroked the inside of her mouth.
Tears streamed down her face.
“Why do you weep?” he asked, his voice like a balmy breeze caressing her face.
“Because I’m happy.”
He possessed her mouth, his tongue parrying with hers in jest. She burst out laughing at the play. He laughed and that’s when she discovered his hands had been busy too. Her blouse was almost undone. He fondled her hip and moved forward and down.
“Anything you wish, Evelyn.”
A little something to dream on. Of course, there’s no where else to go but hotter.
Now about my contest: I will be give to one lucky commenter who lives in the USA, a signed print copy of Vampire King of New York. The contest starts here and ends when the End of Summer Bash does. Every time you comment with “I love Max,” along with your name and email, I will enter your name in the hat. Only one comment per post. Contest void where prohibited by law. Good luck, everyone!
Susan Hanniford Crowley