GABRIELLA
The moment Leon’s mouth makes contact with mine, my brain completely short-circuits.
For a fraction of a second, I freeze against the cold brick wall, my mind struggling to process the delicious weight of his body pressed against me. But then the friction of his lips, hot and wet against mine, ignites a flame on my skin.
My hands move on their own, fingers moving up to tangle into the short hair at the nape of his neck. I pull him closer and wrap my legs tighter around his waist.
This isn’t anything like the clumsy, quick kisses I shared with Jack in the past. Jack kissed like a college boy trying to get done with it immediately.
Leon kisses like a possessed man.
The kiss is hard, rough, and intoxicatingly possessive. He shifts his grip on me, his large hands digging into m
