EMBER
One minute, he was at the door. The next, he was holding my face in his hands as he kissed the living daylights out of me. I held on to his hands, closing my eyes as I let him take control of my lips. He tasted like chocolate and sweets. It was intoxicating.
“f**k!” He moaned against my mouth.
I lifted my eyes to look at him as our noses slightly brushed against each other. His eyes were closed as he tried to lean in for another kiss. He pecked me softly, and then, calmly, opened his eyes once more. “You drive me crazy, babe,” he mumbled.
“I believe that’s a good thing,” I teased softly.
He smiled. “It is,” he said softly.
I sighed as I leaned even closer to him. It was almost as though I didn’t want any space between us, and it was slightly crazy, but the realest thing that I
