MELISSA
I melted into the kiss as the world around me faded. I didn’t want Damien to stop; I was enjoying every bit of it. I had given him access to my lips, running my hands through his hair.
The kiss tasted foreign, as did his touches, but that didn’t make me pull away. It seemed as though Damien had control over my body because I couldn’t quite understand why I was giving him free access to my body. I let him run his hands through my skin, and his lips left mine, settling at the nape of my neck. I couldn’t escape the feeling taking over my entire body.
Damien, as though realizing what he was doing to me, kept on sucking my neck; his hands found their way to my zip, slowly unzipping my dress from behind.
“Damien!” I called in protest, but the minute my dress fell to the ground, and h
