Chapter 353 A Wolf (2)

• I palmed the back of his head and pulled it down to me. I traded a passionate kiss with him. Passing secret messages back and forth in the delicate dance of our tongues and lips.
• He was happy to accept the encouragement. His nimble fingers plucked at the laces of the peach gown. Freeing the back so that a draft of cool air stroked along my spine. As intimate as the caress of his fingertips over that tender skin.
• My flesh bumped and I gave a fragile shiver of surrender.