He watched her lips, the swipe of her pink tongue and gave in to his desires. Thoughts of coward stole through his mind, but he ignored them. So what if he took advantage of her closed eyes to press his luck? If she acted repulsed in the least, he would back up without a second thought. But, oh thank you God, Tanya leaned forward, molding her mouth against his. Her lips pressed to his, her breath mingling with his. It sent all traces of doubt, all apprehension skittering away. He wanted to lose himself in that kiss. Drown in her embrace. He parted her mouth gently, teasing his tongue over her softness, pushing gently inside. He would devour her with his need if he could. Only the knowledge that he'd sworn to himself he wouldn’t rush her forced him to keep his hands at his sides, to not press himself harder against her. Yesterday they’d gone farther than either intended. Every new day with her brought unexpected erotic surprises, but he wanted so much more from her. Not just an orgasm.
