Molly Gallagher

Passion drew them together. Vengeance forced them apart. Love kept them yearning only for each other. Adam pulled Molly toward him, and her body was stiff for a moment, her lips resisting as if she had never been kissed by a man before. Then with a soft, sobbing sound, her mouth moved under his, her body curved to him. There were more of those little sobbing moans as his tongue found its way between her lips, and his hands moved along the line of her back, feeling clearly the firm shape of her buttocks beneath the thin material of her gown. She twisted, without any real resistance, and pulled…