In a heady display of strength, she lifted and spun me. I felt like I almost flew, landing on my back, head flumping into a soft pillow. Then she was on top of me, my breath catching in my throat at the hunger in her eyes. She lowered her lips and kissed me, her tongue driving deep into my mouth. I ran my hands over her back, some ridiculous part of me naming the muscles I felt as touched her. She moved down, her mouth working over my chest and through the valley created by my breasts. My nipples were taut, almost aching, soothed one at time by Iryna's hungry...