Erron let her turn in his grip, shifting his hands up her back, pulling her close when she went in to kiss him. He met her lips, just as hungry as she was. While he never had a shortage of words for Skarlet...Erron was ultimately a man of action.

He wasted no time deepening their kiss, tasting her and the wine form dinner. A low, desperate and hungry sound rumbled in his throat as his hips angled to grind against hers. Skarlet had always been aware of the effect she had on him, but it sure as hell didn't hurt to let her know she still did. The fire in his belly felt like hot coals being stoked and he could feel his heart beating in his own ears. He could practically feel the fire in his blood rise up and he was sure that Skarlet could feel it just as much.