In that moment, I was lost in his eyes, and the next thing I could not help myself. I was crazy, I know. But now, my lips are on his. Again. His arms are around me. His hand sliding across my skin. And it feels good. There were no gentle kisses, these were full-on, hungry kisses, full of need and urgency. He wasted no time in responding the moment my lips touched his.
Pulling me close to him, my face now within his hands, his tongue teasing at mine. Shivers of pleasure scattered across my body. I know somewhere at the back of my mind this is a bad idea, but right now I can’t think of a reason why I should stop. I want him. I grip at his hair, making him moan against my mouth. I love that sensation, the vibration of his moan against my lips. Making me grip tighter, only making him groan s
