“I bet you have the softest pair of lips out there. And I bet you taste sweet – sweeter than one of those beignets you’ve got me addicted to.” His hand squeezed around the back of my neck. “But you got one hell of a bite – a kick to that sweetness. It’ll be rough getting in there, and you’re going to fight it every step of the way, but it’ll be smooth once I’m there.”
