Arlan parted her lips with his tongue, seeking entry into her mouth. A soft moan escaped from her as his intrusion deepened the kiss, causing her turbulent emotions to recede into the background, while awakening the hidden desire she held for the man she loved.
Clutching his robe tighter with her fingers, she slowly yielded to his advances, surrendering to her own inability to resist him. This familiar surrender was nothing new; it had always been this way, and she found herself powerless against him.
She responded to the kiss with a gentle surrender, allowing herself to lose control, reciprocating what he was doing to her.
