Alina was waiting for Roman to come back, pacing the floor like a caged tigress. She’d seen him talking to Fiona while peering down from the balcony, one look at his shocked face told her everything she’d wanted to know. It was bad!
She did not utter a single word when he sat on the bed next to her, just put her arms around him, as he turned blindly into the curve of her neck taking short deep breaths. Still in despair, his lips found hers seeking, needing her and she knew that he was looking for one of her unfettered kisses where she gave everything freely.
He took everything she had to offer. Plunging deep inside her mouth like he was searching desperately for a solace. The kiss which started out as a meshing of tongue to offer comfort eventually became an insatiable and desperate need
