CHAPTER TWO.
His lips on mine feel pillowy soft.
I let out a surprised gasp and Adam uses it as an opportunity to delve deeper, his tongue sliding into my mouth with a shocking finesse.
I let out a moan when his tongue touch mine, my breath stuttering. Adam seems ravenous, palming my jaw and drawing me into him, his lips spread wide open to allow my probing tongue.
“Ophelia.” He breaks away with a gasp, trailing tongue flicks down my throat before sucking a spot on my clavicle.
I run my hands over his broad shoulders before pushing my fingers into his hair, holding on as he goes back to plundering my mouth. And my missing senses.
I’m feeling feverish, burnt from the inside out by the kiss. From his taste. From finally being able to have this, have him.
“Go slow.”
He whispers agains
