“I’m Misha. Say it please. I want to hear you say my name.†Her breathless reply had him grinning. “Not Mr. Lanning. Misha. Say it, Hannah. Say my name so I can kiss you properly.â€
“I don’t know how. Know how to kiss at all.†He brushed his mouth over hers, happy with her confession. “You should stop now.â€
He ran his tongue over her lips and watched as she ran her own over her lips, as if she were tasting him there. With a small groan, he took her lower lip into his mouth and suckled it until she put her hand on his arm. Her breathless “Don’t†made him want more.