It was possibly a change and she vaguely wondered if he had ever been with a vampire or how long since he had been with a woman. But she didn't ask. She didn't really care to know. The kiss made her tremble. This was everything she wanted. She couldn't stop touching him. Her fingers entangled in his hair, lightly scratching at his scalp.
Raising her hips, Hope shimmied out of her pants and panties, a sudden flush of self consciousness creeping into her cheeks. His intentions were quite clear, each kiss making the butterflies in her tummy restless before a loud moan parted her lips as his mouth and tongue found their target. She was moaning in a near instant, writhing beneath him and whimpering his name. Yes, his tongue was amazing.