“Peter kissed me the way a man on the cusp of drowning breathes. Gasping and desperate. His mouth tasted of the meal he'd drunk before finding me in the bar, of the breath mints he'd probably chewed to cover it up, yet I burned for this. For him.” KissingVampire RomanceSexual Desire Book:Road Trip With a Vampire Source: Road Trip With a Vampire
“I hardly recognized the sound that escaped me when his cock slid home. It was raw, primal, and my back bowed off the bed, body arching up, up, up against his as I urged him on. It was like we had never been apart when he began moving, his body pistoning into mine with so much pent-up desire, the force of it knocked my head against the headboard. I didn't care; the small blossom of pain just ratcheted up my pleasure, made me want him to go a little harder, a little rougher. I gripped his ass in both hands and dug the sharp points of my nails into him as he moved and swore above me, coaxing him forward, willing him to never stop. "You feel... so fucking good," he gritted out. The tendons in his neck stood out in sharp relief as he strained above me, his dark eyes cloudy with desire as he fought to maintain eye contact.” Hot SexSexual Desire Book:Road Trip With a Vampire Source: Road Trip With a Vampire