Edrick’s POV
Her lips tasted like something I couldn’t describe, sweet, soft, and dangerous.
I kissed her deeper, hungrier, like I’d been starved for years, and she was the only thing that could satisfy me.
At first, her body was stiff. Frozen.
For a second, I thought she’d push me away. But then her fingers tangled in my shirt, and she kissed me back.
Slow at first. Then harder. Matching my pace.
A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips.
So it wasn’t just me.
This boiling tension that had been eating me alive for weeks, she felt it too.
My hands found her waist, pulling her closer. Her breath hitched, and when my palms slid up her back, I felt her shiver.
God.
Every inch of her was driving me insane.
The kiss deepened. Her hands explored me the way I did her. My pulse roared in
