TRUE
"Anonvie." He cupped the back of her neck and gave her a fraction of a second to prepare before he ensnared her lips. He traced the tender seam with his tongue, and like a blooming flower, she opened under his onslaught.
True drank her sweetness, tasting the corners, nibbling her lower lip. He swallowed her moan, and then slid his tongue inside, drawing her into an intimate dance as he deepened his possession of her mouth. Fire raced through his veins as she responded, uncertain but ardent, tentatively mating her mouth to his.
"Touch me," True murmured.
Alissa pulled away, her gaze swirling with desire. "Where?"
"Wherever you want."
Doubt seeped into her gaze, and he wanted to wipe that look from her eyes. He lowered his head and took Alissa's mouth again. He plundered her velvety lips until she melted against him, panting and squirming.
"Touch me," he said again.
