Jack’s Point of View
My mate is standing in front of me, her scent is so intoxicating, and I can't think clearly. I want to touch her, I want her. I say the first thing that comes to mind, “I’m Jack.”
She’s staring into my eyes, " Lexi.”
The way she smells, the way she looks, the way she sounds, I can’t even help it, I move closer to her. My body takes over, and my fingertips graze her cheek. I feel sparks erupting on my fingertips. This feels much more intense than I thought it would. She starts moving closer to me. Is she going to kiss me? I move into her, and my fingertips gently pull under her chin, and I can't help that I'm movng into kiss those delicious lips.
Fuck! I’ve been with other women and nothing has even remotely compared to just this kiss. She's mine! I want more of h
