Lost in her desire to make this woman moan and sigh, Delaney almost didn't hear her name being spoken, but when Maeve pulled back she stopped suddenly.
"Sorry," she sighed, lips aching to be back on the soft, smooth skin of Maeve's neck. "Sort of got carried away there... are you okay?"
She couldn't keep the hunger out of her eyes, and more importantly she didn't want to. "We should... go somewhere... somewhere that isn't the middle of the street."