Читать книгу Tropical Fantasy - Monica McKayhan - Страница 3
Оглавление“You are…something else.” Sasha smiled and shook her head, finding herself more engaged than she wanted to be.
She raised her glass to alert Jake that she needed another Brown Russian. Before long she’d polished off three. Suddenly Vince’s jokes became outrageously funny, and Sasha laughed long and hard—and loud. Vince pulled his chair around closer to Sasha, until she could feel his breath on her neck. His cologne crept its way into her nostrils.
“You smell wonderful,” she whispered.
His lips pressed themselves against hers, and his tongue teased the inside of her mouth. Whatever good sense she had was out the window as Vince took her to a new level of delight. His huge hand palmed her head and pulled her closer, and she wondered what that hand would feel like on her breast and even between her thighs. It had been a very long time since she’d even been kissed by a man. With his gentle touch, Vince had awakened every sensation in her, and she got lost in the moment. She simply got lost.
