The kiss was nothing like the soft, tentative brush of lips Nina might have prepared herself for. Lucas took her mouth with a heavy, completely possessive hunger that sent a jolt of pure electricity straight to her core. Her eyes widened in absolute shock, her hands frozen mid-air between them, caught somewhere between pushing him away and pulling him closer.
She wasn't expecting it… but then again, with Lucas, she was quickly learning that she never knew what to expect. He didn't just kiss her; he consumed her, his lips firm and demanding, his tongue sliding against hers with a smooth, intoxicating rhythm that made her head spin.
