His hand, which had been resting on her lips, slid down to her chin. He gently held her delicate jaw, raising it without a hint of force, tilting her face slightly upward to give him a better angle for the kiss.
With practiced skill, he lightly bit her soft lips before plunging deeper, easily parting her teeth to entwine her tongue with his in a seamless, intimate dance of lips and tongue.
Catherine instinctively made a soft sound of resistance. His kiss suddenly grew more intense, and his large hands moved to her waist, gripping it firmly. In one swift motion, he lifted her into his strong embrace, holding her close as his kiss grew even more fervent.
Catherine had no way to resist; her breath came in short, uneven gasps.
