Libby’s POV:
He was kissing me. He was kissing me and it felt as if the entire world had stopped. Fire spread from my lips and across my skin. My arms were around his neck and honestly, I couldn’t tell you when that happened. All I knew was I needed my fingers to be wrapped in the curls at the nape of his neck.
I moved my lips on his, encouraging him to deepen the kiss, wanting him to show me exactly what to do. He took the hint, boy did he take the hint. In half a second I was pushed back against the hallway wall, one hand was in my hair at the back of my head pushing my face closer to his, tilting my face up just a smidge so he had better access to ravage my lips. His other had was on my waist, pulling my hips closer to his as he pinned me to the wall with his body.
His tong
