He’s so f*****g close I can see myself reflected in those dark orbs of his.
His breath is on my lips, his scent in my lungs. His hands on my bare breasts and his thigh is so far between mine that it almost feels like he’s touching my core.
With my hands planted on his chest, I do my best to shove him away. But Bastian Vanguard is as unshakeable as a mountain. He barely budges, even when I put more force into the push.
“Not now. I’m getting late. Why don’t you—”
He steals the words right out of my mouth with a kiss that feels more urgent than ever. His hands quickly find the hem of my skirt, and he slides them up to grab the bare skin of my hips. And when that isn’t enough to bring us closer, he shoves them inside my skirt. I feel his palms cupping my butt cheeks, and the next moment,
