Avon's POV
Jeremiah took the car keys from my hand to open the passenger door.
"Get in," he firmly uttered.
My forehead creased but despite that, I chose to follow him. After a while, Jeremiah entered the car as well.
"Sit on my lap Avon," he commanded and without any questions asked I did what he asked me.
I sat on Jeremiah's lap and then placed my hand on his shoulder while his hands are resting on my waist.
He stared at my face for a while then attacked my lips like a hungry beast. I fought the intensity of his kisses. When Jeremiah bit my lips it made my mouth hang open and he used that as an opportunity to enter my mouth.
Jeremiah explored every corner of my mouth. I copied his movements while my hands is already messing with his hair.
After a while, Jeremiah's kisses move dow
