I wanted to remind Jacob of the task we had at hand. I wanted to remind him of how we had to save Louis or prove that Oceane had level intentions. I wanted to remind him that we still had Collins to worry about, but forgot all about that when his lips came down on mine.
Hot, needy, passionate. Those were the perfect words to describe what kissing Jacob felt like. I missed kissing those lips. I missed being like this with him.
We parted and became a panting mess. How long did we even kiss?
My heart pounded violently against my ribcage as my eyes met with Jacob’s once again. He didn't look like he was done or satisfied. His eyes grew a shade darker and they mirrored the lust in my eyes.
Are we even supposed to be doing this right now?
His hand came down and held the small of my back.
