Before I could speak, he was on me, his hands gripping my waist with a raw, possessive strength. His lips crashed into mine, the kiss hot and demanding. There was no hesitation, no holding back—just pure, unbridled passion. It was as if all the pent-up emotions, the tension and desire, had finally reached a breaking point.
"Nico," I gasped as his lips moved to my neck, trailing fire in their wake. His hands were everywhere, exploring, claiming, as if he needed to memorize every inch of me. The urgency in his touch sent a thrill through my body, awakening a hunger I hadn't known existed.
He pulled me closer, our bodies pressed together, and I could feel his heart pounding against mine. It was intoxicating, the sensation of being completely engulfed by him. His breath was hot against my sk
