Tara Summer shivered, the man's wild aura enveloping her, his breath scorching against her mouth.
The gentle bite, like a current, passed through her lips into her limbs, shocking her into stillness on the spot.
Seeing her motionless, Liam Yancey bit her again, this time harder, and a bit of blood seeped out.
"Mmm..." In pain, Tara finally started to come to, her hand around his neck curling into a fist. With determination, she started to kiss him again.
Tara had no experience, her kiss was unskilled and chaotic. When she touched his lips, she wanted to retreat quickly, but he held her back.
The next second, the man took control of everything.
"..." The force of Liam Yancey was unyielding and heavy. No one would believe his passionate and experienced kissing technique to be of someone who'd never touched a woman before. He was wild, as if he'd lost his sanity.