Page 30 of The Scent of Intuition
The feeling of his hand, at first tentative on her waist, tightened, drawing her closer against his broad chest. His other hand cradled the back of her head and pulled her closer. This wasn’t merely a meeting of lips; it was a melding of souls that had longed for this reunion, even if they hadn’t known it until now.
Five.
And as they deepened the kiss, Bea felt herself unraveling, layers of reserve and caution melting away under his tender assault. There was a surrender in this, yielding not to defeat but to discovery, to the joy of finding and being found.
Six.
She exhaled through her mouth, and a moan escaped her.
Seven.
His tongue flicked over her lower lip.
This was where Bea usually skipped to twenty, but she wished to stop counting now.
Another gentle flick of his tongue and a pause followed, his warm lips nudging hers apart.
Eight.
Bea parted her mouth, unsure whether she needed to say something or stop him, but she let it happen. She let him conquer her in a way nobody else ever had.
Nine.
A wisp of cool air touched her mouth when she opened to him, and he inhaled just before he plunged his tongue into her mouth. Just a little bit. But enough for a sudden spark of delight to ignite inside her.
Ten.
Oh no, half of the kiss was already over.Bea’s heart sank when she realized it.
Then, she decided to make the most of the next ten seconds.
Unsure at first how she wanted to draw him in.
Hands, yes, good idea.
Eleven.
She brought one hand to his neck and then let her fingers crawl to his dense, curly hair. It was lush, soft, and yet thoroughly masculine.
Twelve.
He let out a deep but silent growl that spurred her on even more. So Bea opened her mouth wide and sucked his tongue in. He changed the angle, and then she changed it, too.
Thirteen.
Her tongue entered his mouth, and she felt his velvety warmth and then his slightly cooler teeth in a perfect row.
Fourteen.
The pleasure was intense and immediate, but she was beginning to learn. There was giving and taking in kissing, and then there was this. A oneness.
Fifteen.
Heat.
Sixteen.
Depth.
