He kissed her. At first, it was a brief, hesitant touch, with just enough space between them to catch their breath. But then Taylor’s trembling arms wrapped around his neck, and he gripped her waist with a possessive urgency. Their noses brushed, and he pulled her against him, closing the small distance between them. Their lips met again, this time in a searing, desperate clash of need and desire. Taylor clutched his collar, yanking him closer, as if she could never be close enough. His hand slid up her spine, fingers tangling in her hair as he held the back of her neck, deepening the kiss with a hunger that matched her own. He needed more of her—he needed all of her.
He drew back abruptly, cutting the passion short. Dazed, Taylor started to reach for him again, but he took her hand and s
