QUOTE : I kissed him, let him kiss me, let him clutch my hips, curl his fingers into <br />the fabric of my shirt, slide his hands around my waist and splay them <br />against my back, pull me infinitesimally closer. He made a sound, a growl or <br />purr, some predatory noise that rumbled in his throat, then said my name. And <br />this time, it wasn’t a question but a sound of victory, a claim on his prize.