Fiona
Alexander's words splashed over me like a bucket of cold water. The desire coiling in me pulled painfully at my core. I tried to ignore the strange aching in my limbs, making it impossible to move. I needed passions release. But unfortunately, it didn’t appear as if that was going to happen. I cursed.
“Why will I not let you kiss me?” I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. My body was flushed, and I fought to focus. “I was letting you kiss me. You kissed me everywhere.”
Alexander’s golden eyes narrowed, and he pushed off the bed. “That is not what I meant, and you know it. So why will you not kiss my lips?”
Crap! Did we have to talk about that now? I bit my lip, trying to find a way out of this without upsetting Alexander. Nothing came to mind, so I went with the simple trut
