Miranda couldn’t describe a more glorious feeling of a man who knows how to kiss properly, the feel of being consumed…surrounded by his delicious scent, the feel of his hard body, much bigger and more powerful than hers, pressing against her as his tongue forced its way between her lips, demanding her submission. The feeling of being the center of his attention consumed her. She was kissed hard and deep and forcefully; and just on the edge of sensation she felt the whisper light touch of fingers against the edge of her panties as her legs fell open, gently stroking…making her wet.
She was powerless to do anything but submit and be kissed, his mouth demanding and taking what it wanted, his other hand slipping round to the back of her head, pulling her to him. He pulled her closer again and
