Eliza's POV
We shared a long kiss, as his hands slipped into my top, my body starting melting. His eyes held lust and love that I was craving to be felt. My breathings turned uneven.
He smirked and pinched my blossoms, making me moan. His fingers worked like a Magic, I couldn't help myself but shiver and moans escaped my lips.
"Cavin.." I moaned with urgency.
"Wrong word, firecracker!" He grumbled as he bites my jaw.
"We should not be doing this, I have a fiancée," I teased making his slip his hand under my pants!
Meanwhile his phone rang, and stopped.
I felt the heat of Cavin's gaze on me, his face barely inches away, and all thoughts of his wedding, of everything else, melted away. He still held my waist, steadying me from our little dance, but neither of us made a
