Amara stared at his face, only inches from hers. What was wrong with him?
Leo wasn't acting like himself… someone always laid back and unbothered. Or was he just doing this to taunt her?
“I…”
“Don't refuse me, Amara. I really can't hold back and I'll kiss you anyways, so don't refuse me.” His gaze was on her lips, which parted in slight shock. This was the second time she heard the dangerous tone his voice carried.
She stood still, and as if he saw her silence as an agreement, he leaned down and closed the space between them. His tongue outlined her bottom lip, drawing lines that made her shiver into him, and he wrapped his arm around her.
His tongue trailed down her lips to her jaw, as though he was tasting her to see the different flavors she'd give him. Amara would have thought her
