"You play too much, Sophie…"
Then he kissed her.
The kiss wasn't gentle. It was hungry, deep, devouring, and utterly consuming. His mouth claimed hers with raw intensity, lips hot and demanding as they parted hers.
His tongue swept in, stroking against hers in slow, sinful glides that sent sparks racing down her spine. He tasted her like he'd been starving for her all evening, the faint spice from the sauces still lingering, mixed with the sweetness of her sparkling water and something uniquely Sophie.
The kiss grew wetter, more urgent; he sucked on her lower lip, nipped it gently, then plunged back in, tongue exploring every corner of her mouth while his fingers tightened on her chin, keeping her exactly where he wanted her.
"Mffhn~" Sophie moaned into him, kissing him back with equal fire, her hands sliding up his chest and fisting in his shirt as she arched beneath him.
Their breaths mingled, ragged and hot, the wet sounds of lips and tongues filling the quiet balcony.
