ZOE
His mouth on mine was like an explosive charge. It made me remember that night when, drunk, we ended up in the same bed. There was no warning, no permission, no space to think, just fire that ignited in my chest and shot down between my legs. I could feel the excitement threatening to spill down my thighs.
It was a brazen, ravenous fire that devoured me in a second, and I wanted more of it. His hands clung to my waist, pulling me until I was completely pressed against him. His tongue invaded my mouth, claiming every breath. I couldn't think.
His body was like pure steel, hard and warm, and the contact drew a moan from me that I didn't know if it was from surprise or pure repressed desire.
I hated him.
I hated how much I liked him, the way he was provoking me, and how he knew how t
