Luscious, Silken, disarming. Before I even knew what was happening my clothes found a new home resting upon the floor and in their place a hand pressed against my chest. His skin was as hot as her touch. Every time their lips met his entire body would ungulate with desire. Passionate was not a strong enough word to describe what he felt when she touched him. This fulfilling a desire that had been building for longer than he knew. Flashes entered in and out of his head as he was utterly disarmed by her. Adair had finally succumbed to her feminine charms.

His eyes closed when their lips finally parted looking for sense in it all. For the first time in a long time, he had been glad to be home. The rest of the night was awkward conversation and lies spread to and fro to cover his bases. After all secrets needs to be kept that way… Secret. Though it was for certain with the look on his face at the end of the night it was something he’d never forget.

Her lips, their kiss, his memory.

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