Chapter 32: Round 1. (R18)

Blake took Rose in his arms and caressed her, running his hands over her arms and down the sides of her neck and his lips found hers. Soft yet demanding, firm and insistent, he kissed her thoroughly and completely, little moans of pleasure coming from both of them. She closed her eyes and leaned back against him, feeling the roughness of his beard, breathing in the spicy scent that is uniquely his.

Making out with him was pure joy, one of life's little guilty pleasures that she not-so-secretly thought everyone should indulge in a little more often. How could she resist the little electric sparks that ran through her, the catch of her breath whenever she thought of him, that tingly sensation and the throbbing of her girl parts whenever he was near?