Holding tight onto the man's neck, Vera Wave stood on her tiptoes and kissed Kris Cooper fiercely.
If they never see each other again, then let him go totally crazy for her tonight.
With her lips parted, she let him take what he wanted. Her fingers slid from the back of his neck, caressing his neck, his ear, and then threading through his short hair before gliding down. They slipped under his shirt collar to touch his back...
She wanted to remember him: his kisses, his tenderness. She wanted to remember every contour of his body and the touch of his skin.
The wine left them pleasantly hazy, their passion at its peak.
Her closeness had already stirred uncontrollable emotions within him. Panting, Kris Cooper moved his lips from hers, bending to kiss her neck. His hands slid down from her shoulders, tracing her slender waist through her dress before resting on her back.
