Dawn's POV
"Tell me to stop," he whispered, his breath
warm against my lips.
But I didn't.
Instead, my eyes fluttered shut as his lips
met mine. The kiss was slow at first, almost
hesitant. He deepened it, his hand slipping into my hair as he pulled me closer.
My hands rested on his chest pushing slightly to prevent his weight from crushing me despite him being so gentle.
“I love you so much, Dawn,” he whispered on my lips.
“I love you Wayne.”
I let out a soft gasp as his teeth grazed
sensitive skin on my neck.
"Wayne,"I whispered, my voice a mix of
hesitation and need. I wanted him… no, I needed him so badly.
He pulled back just enough to look at me,
his dark eyes blazing with desire. "I'm going to take care of you," he said again, his voice rough.
This time, I didn't
