Adam's kiss was mesmerizing. It had been years since Marietta had been kissed, but she was sure she'd never before experienced anything so beautiful.
He tasted of tea, of the dinner they'd shared, and of something else she couldn't define. His scent was rich and masculine with just a faint citrus tang from soap or cologne. Whatever it was, the combination made her swoon. His lips were gentle at first as he shaped her lips with his and cupped the back of her head with one big hand. His other hand dropped to her thigh. He nudged the dressing gown aside, branding her cool skin with his warmth. Marietta clutched his shirtsleeves, holding on for dear life as she melted under his caress.