Penelope's pov
I tugged off my jacket, leaning on my palms. My lips met Remy's, and my moan was unstoppable. I wasn't kidding, I do love kissing him. He clearly knows how to work his mouth, using it as an arsenal to drive me insane. Leaving me breathless and stuttering with desire. But Remy and I haven't gone further than kissing. Well making out from the way his tongue rubs my lower lip, and he nips at the flesh. His fangs stretch out to graze me a little, f**k that feels good.
There's a thrill that comes with vampires, I have to confess. I don't think I would have gotten this feeling from a werewolf.
Remy drags me into his lap, my thighs set on both sides of his. He groans into my mouth, drinking up my air and sounds. He doesn't let anything escape.
His hands are hot on my skin, a
