Nothing felt as perfect as kissing Elias.
His fingers tangled in my hair as he tugged me impossibly closer. I could feel every hard curve of his body, every raging beat of his heart. I could taste his desperation and his want and it threatened to overwhelm me but it still wasn’t enough.
He nipped my lower lip with his teeth and a small moan slipped out from me.
Elias pulled back with a groan and a curse, lowering his forehead to mine as he tried to catch his breath. My heart was pounding in sync with his and my head was swirling. If it wasn’t for his hands on me, I was sure my feet would’ve given out.
“f**k,” he whispered. “I should’ve let you finish, but I couldn’t… you’re just-”
He trailed off again, lowering his lips to mine once more. The kiss was slower, more deliberate, and one
