The scent that rose off of him grew stronger. Intoxicating in a way the drinks could never hope to accomplish. She tilted her head to deepen the kiss, her tongue gliding against his. Her hair was in the way and she let go of him so she could pull it back and drape it over one shoulder.

She finally pulled away, gasping for breath.

"I want you," she said plainly, seeing no reason to be coy or play games. She wanted to be wanted and it was so painfully obvious she'd get just what she wanted from Akeem.