Shaken And Stirred. Kathleen O'Reilly

      Her mouth was inches away. Full and waiting…

      “If you kiss me, I’m going to scream,” she whispered.

      He took her mouth with a hunger that he had never known before. Her mouth was so soft, so perfect. And, oh, the taste of her. There was the bite of lime, the mint of toothpaste and…her. His tongue thrust into her mouth, and he felt her fingers dig into his arm.

      “I’m sorry, Tessa,” he said, and it was the last rational thing out of his mouth.