Chapitre 194: Cravings, Begone!

Her mouth was soft as rose petals but demanding as a she-wolf in heat. Andrew opened for her questing tongue. She tasted like sweet wine and cherries. At that moment, he knew he would never get enough of her.

They got to know each other slowly, one delicate touch at a time. Andrew wished for this lovely kiss to linger forever. Having this moment together, completely alone as they had been in their journey, made him happy.

His determination to keep her safe was the only thing surpassing his craving. Her natural tendency to go for what she wanted without thinking it through, as well as her fearlessness behind that shell of faux shallowness, only increased his desire.

He couldn't resist her; she was so lovely, writhing and pleading and so delicious. This was the woman he adored, a wonderful mix of strength and frailty, dominance and submission. But he had to break the spell that subdued him one way or another.