Brooke moaned when Thane slid his tongue into her mouth, she pressed her fingertips into his nape, when his tongue touched hers.
The feeling of his hot tongue circling hers, exploring every inch of her mouth. At first, he moved slowly, licking and kissing, taking in her taste. But then, he became bolder, sucking and nibbling on her lip, groaning the dirtiest of things.
Brooke had kissed Ethan, she had kissed other men, but kissing Thane sent her on a high. He kissed her good, holding her up by the waist and taking breaks so she could breathe.
He was just kissing, but she felt hot in-between her legs, at her core, where she wanted to be touched the most.
When Thane pulled away, Brooke licked her lips, savoring his taste on them. She was still in a daze, reeling in the jolts of excitement all over, and didn't notice when Thane had hooked his arm underneath her legs. It wasn't until she was in his arms, that she realized she was being whisked out of the dining room.
