Her whole body felt hot, like a sea of flames which she was desperate to curb, and her innate desire for this man coupled with the unconscious effect of the drug in her system drew her to him like a moth to a flame. She curled her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss, catching his lips with her tongue while attempting to pry his mouth open.
Tristan tensed at the unexpected touch of her lips on his own. Her arms tightened around his neck, drawing their bodies closer. He felt the softness of her curves pressing against his chest, sending an aching tightness through his stomach. A wave of desire swept over him, and he found himself once again amazed at how effortlessly this woman could stir him, unlike other women, who failed to provoke even the slightest reaction.
He almost shivered as her warm tongue trailed over his lips in an epically sensual motion that immediately brought a firm hardness in his lower body.
