He growled when her mouth opened and his tongue slid over hers. He moaned into her mouth at her taste. It was perfect.<br/><br/>She tasted like ambrosia. Sweet and delicious like the perfect desert and he wanted it all the time.<br/><br/>His hands slid down her neck, over her shoulders and arms, traced the curve of her waist before sliding down her hips to her bottom. He slid his hands beneath her and lifted her up, keeping her stable and pressed firmly to him before he straightened and walked to the side of his bed.<br/><br/>He laid her down, a hand sliding up and resting on her waist. He pulled back from the kiss, but only slightly, their noses still touching. "I want you so damn bad right now," he breathed out. "Can I have you? If you say no, I won't do anything. This is completely in your hands, sweetness."