I don't think I'd ever be able to say this enough times, but Niklaus was a great kisser. My knees felt weak when he kissed me, and every other kiss I had ever had felt trivial and non existent in front of this one. It was like kissing somebody for the first time all over again. I could feel it in the goosebumps, the butterflies, the breathlessness and the desperate urge to smile while kissing him.
When his lips pulled away from mine, it was only to bend downwards and kiss down my neck all the way to my cleavage while his hands undid the strings of the dress behind my back, and I felt my knees tremble.
"Nik.." His name left my name in a hurried and frantic whisper when I felt him suck into the skin of my upper chest. This was going to leave a mark.
He pinned me to the wall behind the dr
