Sage Pov
Kissing Rhys is like running a marathon, and finally stopping to take a sip of ice-cold water. I’ve never felt anything more right, than when his lips are on mine. My right hand moved to the back of his head, my fingers gripping at the wet strands tightly, earning myself a soft moan from Rhys as I slid my tongue into his mouth. My left hand curled around his bicep, feeling his muscles moving under my fingers as his hands pressed against my lower back. I could feel his nails scraping my skin as he pulled closer against him, my tongue massaging his, and I was lost in every part of him. The kiss gradually increases in intensity, becoming more demanding and hungrier. My hands tighten against him, squeezing our bodies, and I let out a low growl as my erection meets his over the thin m
