Chapter 63

Lake POV

Champagne, with a strange mix of cranberry vodka. That was what she tasted like. I could not tell if it was her, or my lips on her that carried the flavor, but I enjoyed it regardless. She clasped her lips on mine and tiptoed to deepen our kiss. My fingers spread against the small of her back, and I pulled her closer to me, wanting every inch of her that I could possibly take. Her small arms came around my neck, and she leaned into me, allowing my tongue better entrance into her mouth. We stood there for what seemed like hours, hands all over each other, lips and tongues battling for dominance.

I broke the kiss, and much to my regret, her chest rose and fell heavily, I could hear the sound of her ragged breathing. Her cheeks were a shade of burnt red, a little lighter than the color of her hair, I touched them softly. They were hot, just like the rest of her body. She