kaira astor
m a t u r e c o n t e n t
Darkness pours into his green eyes, that fire flicking as he stares at me down his nose, a slight tilt to his lips, that infuriating dimple subtly denting into his cheek. "Yeah?" His pearly white teeth scrapes over his bottom lip, mischief visible on every corner of his face, almost sinister. I clench my jaw beneath his fingers, my eyes falling into slits. I will not be weak or lose control over this situation and he seems to know that. He waits, hovering. I part my soaked lips. "Yes." I snip, grinding my molars together.
Something snaps and heat explodes in his eyes, burning through mine, so swiftly that I blink, my stomach rolling. His hand drops from my face, a breath escaping my mouth and I turn, but his callous hands strike forward, hookin
