MAYA’S POV:
The second my lips brushed his, his hands grabbed my waist, anchoring me to him as he took complete control. He groaned into my mouth, his teeth grazing my bottom lip with a sharp, needy bite before his tongue swept in, swallowing mine whole.
It wasn't a soft kiss; it was a possessive claim, a messy collision of tongues that made my head spin. I moaned against his mouth, my fingers tangling in his hair as the heat between us turned into a wildfire. He broke the kiss for just a second, his breath coming out in ragged pants, before he hooked his arms under my thighs and hoisted me up. I felt the air rush past as he slammed me down onto a massive wine barrel. The wood was cold against my skin, but it didn't matter.
My p***y throbbed, and Goddess, I couldn't wait any longer to h
