The moment Victoria's lips met his, Alex froze for a fraction of a second.
Margaret was still standing right there by the door. The shock of the sudden kiss, so open and unrestrained, caught him off guard. But the warmth of Victoria's mouth, the soft press of her body against his, and the quiet hunger in the way she held his face quickly drowned out every other thought.
He gave in.
His hands rose to her waist, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss. What started as her initiative soon turned into something far more intense.
Alex claimed her lips with growing hunger, tasting her thoroughly. Her mouth was softer than he remembered... tender, warm, and sweeter in a way that made something low in his chest tighten. He parted her lips with his tongue, and she met him without hesitation.
