It was odd kissing a man upside down—odd, but also oddly erotic. Victoria could feel Lukas’s lips slanted across hers. In this position, their lips didn’t quite fit together properly, so he put so much effort to make her open her mouth wide, as did he. It wasn’t elegant, this strange twisting of tongues, this driven mingling of mouths. This was passion made elemental, even though there was no hurry at all.
She felt his hand reach up, grasping her head to hold her in place for the ravishment of her mouth. He broke away for a second and she saw a flash of determined blue eyes, then he twisted his torso to face her. He leaned into her widespread legs and wrapped one arm about her waist as the other brought her face back to his. She thought she heard him murmur,
“Victoria,” and then he was k
