~CELINE~
Maybe I was the foolish one, maybe I was the one being played and not the other way around.
The thought passed through my mind in the split second I felt Ragnar's lips meet mine. After that, everything else that had to do with logic was forgotten and all that was left was the electric sensations that rushed through my veins as he pushed deeper, smashing our lips against each other's and keeping true to his words.
He put my mouth to better use.
His lips were cold, a wild contrast against my heated skin. I let out a low moan, the sound leaving my throat as a hun as he pressed deeper until I could taste him. His tongue slipped past my teeth and his thumb was long gone, now deep in my hair, fingers gripping the strands of my curls as I struggled to catch my breath, as my body s
