Alexis' fingers became entwined in his ebony hair.

They continued to indulge in a whirlwind of kisses.

Swaying together, drunken of each other, a deft touch of her hand caused his belt buckle to release with a crisp click. The elegant silver accessory tumbled aside, freeing Leonel's white shirttails.

With her arms around his neck, Alexis whispered against his Lips, “Impressive kissing skills, Mr. Douglas."

Leonel's complexion bore a faint flush.