“No, we’re two divorced, consenting adults who are free to fuck each other’s brains out for the first time in twenty years.”
“And I’m about to show you how this man plays.”
As soon as his mouth covered hers, Sammy’s willpower to ignore his sexual pull disappeared, replaced with an all-consuming desire to yield to him. Everything. His mouth was firm, strong, demanding, and she welcomed his tongue against hers with a low, satisfied moan. He responded with a groan, and then lost control and crushed her against the fridge as if she could absorb him.