Kylie’s Pov
I couldn’t make sense of him, of the way he looked at me—like he was starving but still holding back. I’d come here ready to let go of every last inhibition, every doubt, to peel myself down to bare skin and heat, ready to have him any way he wanted. But he’d…turned me down. Well, not exactly turned me down. It was there, clear as a flame in his eyes—the way he looked at me, dark and deep, like he wanted to drown in me. It terrified me. Because beneath that want was something more, something that felt bigger than anything I could give.
Everything.
Then his lips claimed mine, coaxing me open, his kiss deep and consuming. My mind went blissfully blank as he pulled me in, his touch gentle but firm, one hand cradling the back of my head, the other resting at my waist. He didn’t
