"Gideon."
"I'm disgusted with myself for not being more understanding about Corinne.
If a kiss could make me feel like that ."
He wrapped his arms tight around me, one arm banding my h*ps while the other crossed my back so he could grip the back of my head.
Capturing me.
"If you ever cheated on me," he said hoarsely, "it would kill me."
Turning my head, I pressed my lips to his throat.
"That stupid kiss meant nothing.
Less than nothing."
His hand gripped my hair and tilted my head back.
"You don't understand what your kisses mean to me, Eva.
For you to just give one away and call it stupid - " Gideon dipped his head and sealed his mouth over mine.
It started softly, sweet and teasing, his tongue stroking across my bottom lip.
I opened my mouth, my tongue flicking out to touch his.
He tilted his head and licked into my mouth.
Fast, shallow licks that stirred a simmering desire.
I reached up and slid my fingers into his damp hair, pushing up onto my tiptoes to deepen the kiss.
I moaned when he sucked on my tongue, leaning heavily against him.
His lips moved against mine, growing wetter and hotter.
We ate at each other, growing wilder by the second until we were f**king each other's mouths, passionately mating with lips and tongues and tiny bites.
I was panting with my hunger for him, my lips slanting over his, needy sounds spilling from my throat.
His kisses were gifts.
He kissed with everything he had, with power and passion and hunger and love.
He held nothing back, giving everything, exposing everything.
Tension gripped his powerful frame, his rough satin skin growing feverishly hot.
His tongue was plunging into my mouth, tangling with mine, his quickened breaths mingling with my own and filling my lungs.
My senses were drenched in him, in his flavor and scent, my mind spinning as I angled my head, seeking a deeper taste.
Wanting to lick deeper, suck harder.
Devour.
I wanted him so much.