The fingers at her nape flexed, entwining through the strands of her hair, holding her head right there, so that he could kiss her more deeply. Her hands found his shoulders, her fingers rounded on them, digging slightly into the material of his shirt. Her heart hammered as fast as his, their pounding working into a rhythm. Beat for beat. Her blood heated, pulsing with adrenaline, making her skin tingle with stark awareness where they touched. His tongue danced with hers. She tilted her head to the side so that she could touch her lips more fully with his.
His hand at her waist pulled her into him. There was no denying the intention of the pressure. He wanted her locked against him so that she could do nothing else but kiss him. He manipulated his lips, at the same time stroking her tongu
