“You’re right, let me be more clear.” He leaned forward until his mouth rested on the curve of her ear. “May I kiss you with intent to impassion? May I kiss you until you’re trembling with need? May I lift you with an arm, trap you against this wall, and drive away every sense of awareness but that of our mingling breath?” LoveRomancePassionKissing Book:Satyr: A Cozy Fantasy Romance Source: Satyr: A Cozy Fantasy Romance