His mouth coasted over hers with a whisper of a touch, his fingers splayed on her scalp, holding her head firmly in place. The brush of his tongue against the seam of her lips was like a whisk of fire, inflaming her. Heat surged through her body, her nipples hardened and moisture gathered heavily in her cunt.
She desperately wanted him to take the kiss deeper but he seemed intent on merely teasing her, drawing out the sensation, coaxing her body to respond. Not that it took much tempting. This man set her on fire with a simple touch, a brief kiss, even the hungry look in his eyes.
He licked the surface of her lips as if tasting a rich treat, absorbing it in small doses and savoring each drop. When she opened for him, his tongue glided inside rather than sweeping fiercely, lapping at her teeth and the inner walls of her cheeks. He took gentle nips of her mouth along her lower lip and across the top, then soothed them with that incendiary tongue.