Joanne’s POV
Alexander parted my mouth with his own, his tongue dipping between my lips, tasting me as I tasted him. He tasted like himself, musky with cedarwood and gunpowder. I couldn’t get enough of him.
His warm breath danced across my skin, giving me goosebumps. My heart was beating so fast, I thought it would burst from my chest.
This was a feeling that was foreign to me; this kiss was different than any other of his kisses. It was filled with so much need, I thought my entire body would combust. I wasn’t sure if it was my need or his that set my soul on fire, but all I knew was that I wanted so much more of him.
His arms were wrapped around me like a vice, and when he nipped at my bottom lip, a guttural moan left me. It was a sound I had never made before; I was practically m
