Olivia Westview (1 of 3)
First was the wall.
The impact was gentle, yet electrifying. James pressed me back, his hands braced on either side of my shoulders, his body close enough that I felt the heat radiating from him. His lips caught mine again in a way that left me breathless, sending a rush through me that seemed to dissolve every ounce of restraint I’d ever felt. His mouth moved over mine, firm, searching, and I couldn’t hold back. I leaned up, meeting him with an urgency that mirrored his, feeling myself give way to the sheer force of it.
He kissed me deeply, hungrily, as though he’d been holding himself back for far too long. There was something fierce and unrestrained in the way his mouth pressed against mine, something that shook me to my core. His hands tangled in my hair, fi
