It was me who closed the distance, my lips finding his in desperate need. Declan’s tongue slid inside, stroking mine. It was an explosion of sensation. The bite of mint. The spark of fire. It all swirled around me as I lost myself in everything that was Declan. It didn’t matter that what I felt for him wasn’t logical. All that mattered was that this feeling never left. I pressed myself into Declan, seeking more, seeking everything. He growled low, his hands fisting in my hair.
