Tessa POV
I could feel the heat rising in my face. His touch, his smoldering amber eyes, his proximity, his scent swirling around me, it was all making me crave him. My mind flashed back to the bar.
I had never felt that way when kissing someone before. The kiss had started so soft and sweet, but the longer it went, the more of him I craved. Our tongues intertwining, the gentle nip of his teeth, the feeling of his lips trailing hot kisses down my neck, the defined muscles of his chest and arms pressing into me, his hands on my legs, had we not separated when we did, goddess only knows what would have happened. He had effectively been turning me into a puddle just by kissing me. I could only imagine what he would do to me in a bed. I felt my core clench at the thought of Xzavier claimin
