Gideon slid his left hand down to the small of her back, pulling her flush against him until there wasn't a breath of space left between them.
His tongue explored her mouth with a slow, possessive rhythm that drew a soft moan from deep within her throat. Finally, he withdrew, nibbling her upper lip one last time before pulling back just enough for them to breathe.
Adeline's chest heaved as she inhaled the cool night air, the reality of what had just happened settling over her.
The sensation of his tongue against hers was more intimate than anything she had ever imagined. In the heat of it, every restless thought, replaced entirely by the fire of his touch.
His fingers began to trace idle, lingering patterns against the sensitive skin of her neck. "For the first time, you did great, Adeline," Gideon murmured. "Did you learn how to kiss somewhere?" He leaned down, his nose grazing hers in a slow, affectionate nuzzle.
