Oh, god-oh, god-oh, god. The words rang in a loop in Andrea’s mind as she lost herself in the kiss. Ulric’s hands gripped the back of her neck and waist almost painfully, as though he somehow thought Andrea would run away.
She wouldn’t. Andrea wasn’t even sure she could get her legs to move, let alone run. Every muscle on her legs was trembling, like the job of keeping her on her feet was just too much for them. Still, she didn’t pull away from Ulric’s mouth, even when her head began to buzz with the need for oxygen.
But then Ulric broke the kiss and a whine of protest escaped her throat even as she dragged in a lung full of air. She mentally cringed at her own neediness, although she was still too high on the kiss she had just received to care much.
It was probably something she was go
