Kiss me like there’s no tomorrow. ~ A. Gupta
VIOLET
MY Lips settled against his like a puzzle piece finding its original place. For a moment, we stayed still. Our lips slightly parted as we breathed for each other. And then my fingers impatiently tightened in his hair and his arm around my waist pulled me flush against his body as our mouths fused together. Our lips met in a hungry, hot and open mouthed kiss with our tongues trying to taste each other like it was the only thing we needed for our heart to continue beating its maddening rhythm.
He took my bottom lip between his, his dark eyes gazed at me through hooded lids and he bit down on the cushiony flesh of my lip. In response my tummy fluttered and my fingers fisted in his shirt at the sharp bite of pain. “Yes,” I whispered inchin
