Anthony’s POV
Fuck.
Ever since I tasted her lips, I could not stop thinking of them and how I wanted to keep kissing her. It felt wrong. It felt like a sin to kiss her for pleasure when I knew our relationship was fake but I could not stop myself from wanting it.
Also, the fact that she wanted me to be her first and to be the mother of our child did something to me. I didn’t know what but I loved it. My body loved the feeling it was experiencing and I wanted more.
With the pull of greediness in me, I cupped her face and angled my head then deepened the kiss. I wanted to feel the insides of her mouth so badly. I could not help but run my tongue against her lips, begging for entrance and when she gasped, it was as if I got my senses back.
Abruptly, I pulled away and moved away from her
