A Taste of Sin... And Heaven

ht's kiss lingered, vivid and consuming. She lay still, the sheets tangled around her, as she replayed the mom

e contact. A mix of emotions surged within her: desi

last time she

ight's kiss was different from the others she had ever had.

head spinni

e end it w

could there ever be a

her affair, and now, she was getting stolen kisses fr

g was not what she ha

of the day curled o

estless waves-what had last night meant? How could someth

tillness. Lilian entered, along with her ch

warm gaze steady on Marissa. "It's a weekly tradition here. The guests l

dance?" she wasn't sure she

assured, when she saw the hesitation on her face. "Jus

left, she tho

n and away from people, b

Lazar. She couldn't face

d get, so that when they meet ag

that brave?

soft, flowing dress in emerald green th

ound her ankles, secured with a tiny buckle on the side. The heel wasn't too high, just enough to give h

of her emerald gown with uncertain fingers. Her hair was

e fabric light, but something about the way it all came together made

n't bring her

gh escape

the night-that made her

it was

ction one more time, then whispered to her own reflectio

epped into

es lined the open space where some moved slowly to the rhythm of drums and soft local instrumen

dancers, the laughter, the warmth of a world so different from her own. She

t bad, a

smiling and nodd

n, she

res

and her bre

za

is eyes focused only on her. For a moment, neither of them moved. The fire

been standing

e," she said, barely above a w

n, his eyes flicked over her face, dropped to her

d him silently, uns

y from you." He moved closer,

eart

o beautifu

heart was racing and the tingl

m. The biggest smil

nt, aware of the charged elec

oke the electrifying eye contact, looking up

hen she felt her hand taken

asn't a request. His f

t any resistance, he wrapped his free arm ar

ts and murmured conversations. He held her close but not possessively. One hand

rd to walk away from?" h

t know," she murmured. "Are

e. "Only when I'm no

ht air cooled her cheeks, but his clos

ing and dancing? But of co

a, hand in hand, they could alr

step unfolding longing and restraint. By the time they reached

rve of her neck, the deep shimmer of her eyes. She watched h

ter bed shrouded in soft linen curtain

ent, as if they'd been waiting for this moment all their lives. Hands moved over

mouth took hers richly, deeply, with a warm insistent passion that dominated every

st moment of time. He drew back from her, his ga

much..." His voi

lifting her mouth to his again,

defying all the rules in her book, but in that moment

s throat as he kissed her again, hungrily, voraciously, sw

think how the door was open,

hat fluttered with the night breeze. The air warm warm inside, and in the bedro

ed her eyes, surrendering to the sensation-the soft

llfully, he slid her dress from her body, baring her to hi

d. His eyes were hungry for them. She heard him murmur something,

it was bliss

uckling and caressing with his lips, his tongue.

breasts, easing down over t

ame increasingly impatient. He paused, shrugging the garment from him and while he was at it shedding the

of his body. Her lips lifted to his as he responded, one iron hard thigh sl

was peaking in him and want

azed down into her face, transfix

as so, so

me, sounding urgent, so ur

e, filling her deeply, fu

e-old, primeval rhythm, possessin

inst his to take him within her. And with each stroke, he was taking

, hoarse, as urgent as hers. Then, when their sated, exhausted bodies could tak

ing the exhaustion as they lay wound about each other. How

in his embrace, was