Sebastian’s tongue dipped into her mouth, sliding slowly and wetting her lips. And the moment her mouth was all wet and sticky with his saliva, the hand on her neck moved up to the back of her head, and his other hand gripped the side of her waist to pull her in closer.
The moment he did that, Riley found herself trapped. There was no getting out. Not with him so damn close that his body heat was spreading into hers and the intoxicating smell of him filling up her lungs, making it impossible for her to breathe.
It felt so damn good, having him this close, having his tongue in her mouth.
His tongue tangled with hers and he groaned in the back of his throat when her hands clutched onto the lapels of his coat. His coat. He was still dressed, still all suited up like the perfect businessman
