"If you love me, then give me tonight," Chloe whispered. She approached him, and her steps were so small and smooth that it appeared as if she were gliding over the grass.
"Oh Chloe ... I can't ... If Amy found out—"
An altogether different breed of kiss assailed Brett's lips as Chloe flung her arms around his neck. She had to stand on her toes to do this, and perhaps that accounted for the frantic press of her mouth to his. As if she wanted to get it right at the first shot. He rather doubted that, however. But whatever the motivation, he had never known such a sure and demanding kiss in all his experience.
His lips were instantly slick with her designer lip-gloss, and he could taste the ripeness of the peach as she drew his tongue into her mouth with soft sucks. Brett winced at the br
