"I must have been crazy to stay away for four years,"
he muttered. "What the hell was wrong with me?"
She was frozen as Dom kneaded her arms, pulling her even closer.
Her breasts brushed against his chest. "I promised myself
something," he said, his eyes glittering, "but I cannot
keep it. I would be truly mad to."
"No." Anne found her voice. "What are you doing?"
"Kissing you," he said flatly. His arms went around
her. His mouth covered hers.
Anne's pulse rioted. Her mind went blank. It had been so long.
The desire that crested in her so suddenly, so uncontrollably,
became explosive. Hot, liquid, fiery. She moaned against his lips.