The room spun around her and everything in it just disappeared.
The pressure of Matthew's lips and how it moved to cover hers was all that matters.
At that moment, everything lost its meaning.
Matthew's arms around her tightened and she welcomed them by lifting her butt off the chair and twisting her body to face him, giving him more access to her and for her to have her own fill.
And once she had a taste, she could not have enough. The heat emitting from his body was like a fire consuming every fiber and every breath she had that she wished to turn herself into vapor to wrap every molecule of her body to him, to be one with him— as he devoured her mouth and her soul.
Matthew's hand took a luxurious exploration of her body and a soft sigh of pleasure tinged with impatience escaped her mouth, clasped to his.
She clung to his broad shoulders as if they were buoy as she desperately and hopelessly tried to stop herself from giving in to the whirlpool of lust.
