From the Author
Need moved in like a riptide, sweeping over me in one second, only to drag me under in the next. She closed her eyes. The kiss so light it was barely there.
But I knew. Energy coursed through her mouth and into mine, drawing me deeper. Her lips were so soft, softer than anything I'd ever felt before. My useless fingers fluttered against her jaw. I lifted my hand, rising to capture the base of her head.
Her mouth was mine. I wanted more, more of this captivating woman. My movements were frenzied. I tried to stem the flow, tried to ease the rush of desire. But my body obeyed a new master. Her tongue snaked out, sliding against my own. The motion drove me to madness. I was moving, barreling her backward. I shoved my left hand out, slapping the wall as I cradled her head with my right.
She was more than what I touched, more than flesh, more than blood. I pressed against her, mashing her breasts into my chest. Tremors rocked her. Her heart thundered, racing to catch up with mine. Or was it mine?
Senses mingled, entangling and entwining like lovers' fingers. I took her mouth. I swallowed her cries. I drank down every drop of her--and still I wanted more.
I needed more.
Her touch skirted my shoulders, moving to capture my arms. The pull was greater than any current, wrenching me harder against her.
Don't hurt her. Don't you dare hurt her.