NOVA
Do I sound high? Because I definitely think I'm high. My head is spinning, my thoughts melting into syrup, and suddenly I'm offering to relieve his pain as if that's a totally normal thing to do. Holy s**t, it has to be his scent. It's thick, warm, and addictively... wrapping around my brain. My body isn't working right anymore. My willpower's gone AWOL.
And the worst part? I don't... mind.
"Try me," I breathe and his eyes dilate further. He seems to have gotten even more aroused. His chest is heaving now, sweat glistening on his forehead. And that's when he suddenly grabs a fistful of my hoodie, yanking me up like I weigh nothing, and his mouth claims mine.
I gasp into the kiss, his hand gliding past my abdomen until it brushes the underside of my bra.
"Rhy—" I break off into a
