Watermark - Softcover

"I have a room," Dawn whispered.

Magic words, Teresa thought. "I think I'm just about done with dancing for the night."

"At least standing up."

Dawn was a good kisser. Just the right amount of pressure followed by a nip on Teresa’s lower lip. Teresa responded with a hungry nibble. It felt wonderful when Dawn’s arms slid around her waist.

They weren’t alone in the elevator, but all the twosomes seemed to have the same agenda they did. The pheromone level was probably high enough to arouse a cadaver.

Dawn’s palms were hard against her ribs as she stood behind Teresa. They exited by themselves on Dawn’s floor and kissed their way to Dawn's room. Inside, it was a matter of moments before Teresa had Dawn's blouse unbuttoned.

A woman...Teresa felt like melting. The richness of skin, the texture of nipples--there was nothing that could compare to the feel of a woman's body against her own.