Her eyes were almost black, the pupils were dilated so. A shiver raced the length of her spine, and she swallowed hard. “How much time did you say we have before we have to leave?” she managed.
“Did you understand that darling?” Victor’s smile was smug. “We have an hour love, but I do recall you saying you needed to do your hair.” He said, obviously enjoying her reaction.
“Never mind my hair.” She pushed him down to the bed. “I know you love me. What was the rest?” She didn’t bother to wait for the answer, looping her hands behind his neck and kissing him hungrily.
Victor chuckled then grunted as he fell back onto the bed. He kissed her back just as hungrily before he flipped them and whispered into her ear again. “I want to lick you from your head to your toes.”
She lay flat beneath him, hair spread out all around her head. “Your voice is a sin and a temptation,” she told him, rolling her head back to expose her throat.