Chapter 16

He separated from me, wanting to see my reaction, which was to be looking at his lips in search of more.

“I see it wasn’t enough for you either my sweet and beloved, Sara.” He whispered taking my face with his hands to deepen the following contact much more carnal and demanding. It was as if it was the last goodbye kiss before a hecatomb. I longed for her lips as I once longed for James’.

We parted for air. My eyes never left hers, though I did give a glance at her swollen, gaping lips, lips I longed to taste more of. And so my lascivious desire was fulfilled. His lips impacted mine again, curling them a bit, making way for his tongue, which soon became entangled with mine, setting up an anxious dance on both our parts to see who would gain control. And, of course, he won.

Did I want him? I think I did, or at least that was what my body was telling me; I was trembling in his arms like a shee