The kiss

Unable to resist the temptation any longer, Tyler guided Ari backwards until her back hit the plush velvet of a private booth. He followed her down, settling her astride his lap with a low groan. His large hands splayed across her bare thighs, thumbs rubbing maddening circles on the sensitive skin.

“Fuck, Ari” he breathed, his gaze molten with desire as it raked over her disheveled appearance. “You're driving me crazy”

Unable to hold back any longer, Tyler surged forward, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Ari stiffened initially, a faint protest dying on her tongue. But as his mouth moved over hers with skillful insistence, she found herself melting into the embrace. Her lips parted on a sigh, allowing him to deepen the kiss, his tongue delving past her teeth to tangle with her own.