Cathy felt light kisses on her cheek, forehead and nose. She smiled, then opened her eyes. 'Okay, I am awake'. 'Sorry love, I guess shifters are not immune against jet lag' he said, before kissing her. She wound her arms around his neck. He deepened the kiss, his tongue stroking her lips, asking entry. She complied and he explored her mouth leisurely. She let her hands explore his chest, feeling his muscles contract under her soft touches. He stroked his hands up her sides, then released her mouth and started kissing and licking down her neck. He nibbled at the spot where he was going to mark her, and she shuddered. He slipped his hand under her shirt, and caressed her n****e over her bra. She instinctively arched her back, she could feel herself get wet. He growled when he smelled her aro
