JESSIE
Kissing Pride is not like firework explosions or butterflies in your stomach. It’s blinding passion and heat.
I get lost in a sea of exhilarating emotions as I press close to him. Breathless kisses and hot skin pressed together, Pride’s lips moved in such a way that made me pleasantly dizzy.
A heat deep within overwhelms my senses and I gasp. The sound only seems to make Pride go into a frenzy. I can tell despite it all that he’s fighting himself to stay in control as to not push my boundaries too much.
I know this because he keeps his hands firmly on my waist and never moves lower. Even in this regard he still manages to be a gentleman.
He pulls away and I’m satisfied to see Pride looking a little winded and disheveled. He presses his forehead against mine.
Pride’s eyes ar
