Arthur's tongue slid over Anna’s bottom lip so slowly that she felt faint.
She wanted to keep her eyes open, but they fluttered shut of their own accord. The first thing Anna registered about the kiss, beyond warm and wet and soft, was the taste.
She could taste the liquor the older man had been drinking, along with a strong spice that was purely Arthur's.
To know that he was pleased with her sent Anna’s pulse skyrocketing.
Arthur pulled Anna close, their bodies touching as he plunged his tongue deep into Anna’s mouth. He sucked it with fervor as she writhed in the man’s arms.
So good. Anna moaned and opened her lips wider while her tongue chased that taste into Arthur's mouth.
Arthur chuckled into the kiss even as his hands slid from Anna’s face into her hair, feathering it bet
