Читать книгу A New York Kind Of Love - Synithia Williams - Страница 3
Оглавление“What I do with my leading ladies is acting. I’m not acting right now. What I’m thinking and feeling is all real.”
She shifted in her seat. “I don’t believe you.”
“Then believe this.”
He lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers with enough firmness to let her know he was serious but light enough for her to pull away if she didn’t want the kiss. Her body shook, and her lips parted with a gasp. He wasn’t a man to pass up an opportunity, and took the chance to deepen the kiss.
He never believed in electricity or sparks igniting when a man kissed a woman, but something he’d never felt before happened as he kissed her. His skin tingled, the blood rushed through his veins, his senses heightened to everything around them. The sweet scent of her perfume, the softness of her lips, the way she tasted of champagne, all seemed amplified. And like a man who’d gotten a taste of something he really liked, he dove in for more.
He put his own glass down on the tray and brought his hand up to feel the softness of her hair. She made a sexy whimpering noise before her own hands came up to clutch his arms.
