Gérard's fingers slid into her damp hair, curling into a firm fist as he tugged gently, angling her head back to give himself better access.
A soft, helpless sound slipped from her as she cupped his face, her grip tightening just enough to push his lips into a pout. Her fingers drifted downward, tracing the line of his neck before settling there, holding him as though she needed him anchored to her.
His tongue brushed over her lips, testing. When she didn't part them, he nipped lightly at her lower lip. The small gasp that followed was all the invitation he needed. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, and she jolted at the contact, her entire body reacting as if sparks had ignited beneath her skin.
A low grunt rumbled from him as his tongue moved against hers, coaxing, claiming. His lips closed around her tongue, sucking gently before she pulled back just enough to breathe. She barely managed a breath before he was on her again, crashing his mouth over hers with renewed hunger.
