Chapter Fifty

Daykan groaned with longing and deepened the kiss.

He blindly reached out and dropped his glass on the coffee table as well.

He was tempted to toss it across the room but he didn’t want to startle Naomi or make her question if she was dating a sane guy.

He had better things to do with his hands than hold a stupid glass of wine.

He turned Naomi around without breaking off the kiss.

She moaned in appreciation of his smart thinking; now, it was easier for her to kiss him.

She placed one hand over his neck and gently gripped his hair with the other.

Daykan slid...