When he ran his finger over my mouth, heat flushed my cheeks. I blinked and sucked in a quick breath, “Will, I—”
“Shhh,” He cupped my face and stroked my cheek with his thumb, tunneling his fingers under my hair. Tugging me closer, he leaned in and lightly touched his lips to mine.
When I didn’t pull away, he increased the pressure, letting his tongue trace the seam between my lips. I put one hand up, ran it over his shoulder and around to the back of his neck, and opened my lips to him.
He stood and balanced himself with his other hand; for one second, I wondered why he didn’t come around the island and take me in his arms, but I wasn’t about to let go of the kiss to ask. His tongue met mine, and I tasted chocolate and sweet cream and Will.
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