~ KATALEYA ~
I tiptoe, cupping his neck, needing to know if I kiss him again, will I feel pain or not? It breaks my heart knowing that there’s a darkness within him, one that perhaps is hurting me. I need to know if that first kiss was the only one that was pure…
He leans down, closing the gap between us, before our lips collide, stealing my breath away as we kiss. A beautiful, deep, passionate kiss fuelled by the desire that breathes through our veins and thrives on the pull that is inevitable between us. My eyes flutter shut, and I’m consumed by him.
No…, this isn’t like the second kiss… but it’s also not like the first… there’s something different… something far more illicit. It’s deep, passionate and there’s something entirely erotic about it…
His arm snakes around my waist as he p
