Sam’s phone had been left in her shoulder bag after the meeting with the Alpha and it never made its way out of that black hole that Sam called a purse. The bag was thrown on her bedroom floor as soon as the door was closed. Metztli had surprised her by grabbing her by her waist and kissing her before the door even clicked shut.
Tornadoes were set free against Sam’s insides the moment Metztli’s lips touched her. She molded herself to him without thought, feeling his arms bury themselves amongst her curves. His hands caressed her with skilled finesse. She lost herself in the swirling heat billowing under her skin.
He gently sucked on her lower lip and her lips instinctively parted. Feeling the opportunity, Metztli slid his tongue into the wetness of her mouth and a moan escaped from some
