Rory's POV
His tongue delved hotly into my mouth, stealing what little breath I had left as his hand pressed firmly against my back, pulling me flush against the heat of him, and the closeness made my entire body ache in ways I didn’t have the strength to fight.
Everywhere he touched felt claimed, possessed. His hands trailed down the sides of my hips mapping my curves as if they belonged to him. My breath hitched when his fingers slid lower, brushing the side of my thighs, igniting a shiver that rolled through me like a tremor.
"AHH!!" A helpless sound escaped me, half gasp, half moan and I hated how much it betrayed me.
But before the moment could burn deeper, before I could lose myself completely in the heat of him, a sharp knock broke through the haze.
I startled violently, pushi
