WARNING: CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT s****l CONTENT (18+)
I thought of arching away but my body did not agree to the idea. I remained there my every fiber tensing in Marcus’ hold. He watched me for a second more and I saw a question in his eyes. He was asking for permission to continue to kiss me. He saw my reluctance. Why did I not break away? Rather, I went completely like jelly, my arms going dead as I drank in the sensation of another of his kisses.
I could taste the tobacco of a recent cigarette and my mind was no longer my own. Our tongues mingled together warmly and I liked the passion ignited between us at once.
I pressed my lips harder against his. Without my permission my hands lifted to his biceps. I had wanted to touch his upper arms for so long. I had wanted to touch
