Chapter 33
Grace/John Evans.
Soft lips. . . his soft lips were touching mine. The sensual feeling couldn't be described by words. It took me a few seconds to realise what that bastard was doing. He was kissing me! The asshole was taking my first kiss without my f*****g permission! I tried to pull away from him but Damon knew better, he put one hand on the back of my head and the other on my jaw and pulled me closer to him. His lips were moving against mine slowly and sensually. I was not moving my lips at all and was continuously pushing on his chest. He must feel like kissing a dead fish.
Damon pulled away for a second, his grip was still tightened on me. "Kiss me back, Grace," Damon said in his deep velvety voice. Kiss you back my ass. . .
I put both of my hands on his chest and pu
