Ryan’s gaze darkens as he moves closer to my face. “Kiss me like you need me.”
I want him. I desperately need him. Yet I’ve been holding back so much—because of fear and the risk that comes with our connection.
But now, I won’t hold back, we’re alone after all, away from the confines of the mansion with eyes everywhere.
Now, it’s just the two of us.
His warm breath tingles my skin as I inch towards him, my eyes fixed on his pink inviting lips. Parting my lips, I mash it on his and he immediately slides his tongue in my mouth, claiming me at a hungry pace. I let out a moan, my hands rising up his broad back.
They reach into his hair, fingers digging into his scalp as our tongue swirls over eachother, fluids mixing.
Our breathing becomes ragged as he pushes up, pressing our bodies
