Zanita tried not to think of glass windows and heated kisses.

The memory of those brief, heated kisses in the past, his arms surrounding her, had tormented her.

His lips tore from hers, stringing heated kisses down her neck as she arched and silently pleaded for more.

In response, his lips swooped down on hers in a heated, passionate kiss that shook her to her soul.

His wet, heated kisses touched her flesh.

He groaned and sought her lips for a very heated kiss.

She seized the moment, aware that beneath his heated kisses and savage loving he hid something from her, a desperate need.

Philip moved to her other ear, then began nipping little heated kisses down her back.

His character received a heated kiss from Voegele before she then knocked him backwards along with multiple other men in a domino effect.

He cradled her jaw with his palm and forced her face back up for more urgent, heated kisses.