CHAPTER THIRTY- FIVE: PERFECT LOVE MAKING

SAVANNAH

I grinned back and leaned forward, kissing him deeply before sliding my tongue into Roman's warm mouth. He tasted like a mixture of cake and wine, and it filled me up in a way I couldn't quite explain. The sensation of his tongue sliding along mine was delightful, establishing a connection that I was unaware existed.

A moan escaped my lips as my hands moved into his hair while he cupped my face in his hands. He took my face in his hands and tilted my head so that he could go deeper, taking charge of the kiss and exploring my mouth slowly and thoroughly until I was panting hard and rubbing myself on his hard erection.

I broke the kiss, sucking up air and tilting my head back to give him access to my neck. He kissed and nibbled down it lightly as I ran my fingers through his soft, silky hair. His hands came up to my breasts, and he rubbed my nipples over the thin, silky material of my evening gown.

I moaned again; it was something I couldn't control now, and his erection press