Venus knew intellectually she should not allow Malcolm to kiss her whenever he felt it. She knew she should stop him, but… BUT knowing you should do something and being able to actually do it, were two vastly different things she was beginning to realize. As much as her mind was telling her to push him away, her body was telling her something else entirely. With a mind of its own, her body raised on her tippy toes to give her better leverage to place her hands behind his head and pull him in even closer. As his tongue explored every inch of her mouth, she inhaled his masculine scent. A rich spicy musk laced with hints of cedar assaulted her senses driving her wild. Before she knew it, Malcolm had his hands around her waist before lowering it to her ass. Giving it a squeeze, he hoisted her