'No.' She shakes her head, smiling softly as she bends to taste his mouth. This time, her kiss is tender, warm and wet, and not in the least bit chaste. But she also doesn't succumb to the desperate hunger she feels running under her skin, as much as she might want to.

'You tell me when the time is right, and I'll be here.' Another kiss, and she's trying to pull herself up and away again.

But just one more kiss, if he'll let her.