Lana's POV
His lips on mine set my body on fire. His kiss was passionate, filling me with a fluttering sensation and heat. As his lips moved with mine, his hand moved under my dress, running his fingers against my skin, making me melt.
Paul pulled away from my lips and kissed my cheek. His hand traveled to my hip which he squeezed. As he pressed his lips against my cheek and down to my jawline, his hand slid under the waistband of my underwear.
“Your skin is so soft,” he whispered and grazed my jaw with his teeth. “And so warm.”
I shuddered under him when he rubbed my hip with the pad of his thumb. His lips traveled down to my ear, where he exhaled and nibbled on my earlobe before moving to my neck.
“Can I touch you?” He whispered.
I gasped when he bit my flesh and pecked the bitten
