Luna
The next second I said ' I want you ', I was pulled out of the crowd and was dragged into a dark hallway. My back met the wall, my hands pinned above my head as the pair of lips, that I had known like the back of my hand, crashed into mine. The urgency and the harshness on my lips made me more wet, as the urge to devour me ran in his veins. Heat bloomed low in my chest, pooling low to my core. A bite on my lip made me moan just to be swallowed by him. He pulled away, murmuring.
"f**k, baby, I love the sounds you make when my mouth is on you."
He said the same words he had said before-- the time when we tried to make out on the kitchen counter but were caught by Sarah.
A blush crept up my cheeks from the memory.
His lips landed on my neck, and I felt him trail kisses down my j
