It was meant to be her night, but I was impatient, and I grabbed for her, dragging her to lie on top of me, claiming the back of her neck in one hand to draw her mouth down to mine. I told myself to be gentle, tentative, but Mairwen sighed and her breath was sweet and her perfume was stronger up close like this, and I'd lost the grasp on my control a quarter of an hour ago when she'd nuzzled her soft cheek against the back of my thigh.
