Arya:
I melt into his kiss, clinging onto him for support. The kiss is nothing like this morning, it is more passionate, driving me crazy.
Devon’s hands find my waist and he pulls me closer to his broad chest. His lips trail my neck, awakening something inside me; a moan escapes my lips as I arch my head.
“Arya,” he growls in my ears, pausing to look into my eyes, “tell me to stop and I’ll stop.”
I reach for him, tugging at his shirt with urgency; my whole body is trembling, screaming to be touched by him. “I have never wanted something so badly in my life until you.”
Those words seem to ignite something dangerous in his dark eyes because he pushes me against the wall gently. My breath hitches as I hurriedly wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He backs me up, one hand s
