Chapter 8
A moan escaped from my parted lips as we continued to kiss as if the world was ending tomorrow. I couldn't help but melt from his touch as his hand began to roam my body, mine, however, were trying to get out of the grip of just one of his large hands. His other hand, which was on my ass, squeezed hard, pulling me in and out of a dream-like state of pleasure and reality.
The action made my body feel like it was now owned by him. His body crushed me further against the wall, but he let up enough to not hurt me, just trap me as he molded himself to me. His scent, touch, warmth invading my senses. All I knew right now was of him. Azrael.
As the need built up, hot and almost unbearable, he pulled away. His lips seeming reluctant to leave mine. He then trailed the tip of his nose d
