"Hmmmm…" Diana lowered herself onto Riley's lap, her bare thighs sliding against his as she settled on top of him. She loved it here. She was taking command and enjoyed the change in their way of lovemaking.
The sensation of skin on skin sent a shiver down her spine, but she smothered it quickly with a bold kiss, pressing her lips to his with hunger and purpose.
Their mouths met with a fiery intensity, lips moving in sync before parting just enough for their tongues to collide.
The kiss wasn't gentle—it was a battle, a clash of need and desire, full of heat and breathless gasps.
She tasted him—his warm breath, his sweet saliva, the maddening softness of his mouth—and she wanted more.
Her fingers tangled in his hair as she deepened the kiss, pouring everything into it, determined to take the lead and drive him wild.
At first, she thought she had him where she wanted.
