~Katrina~
His hand cupped my face gently as he kissed me, slow and deep, tasting me like I was something he'd craved for so long. I opened up to him, letting him explore my mouth, letting him take his time. The way his tongue moved sent waves through me. I felt like I could lose my mind in this moment. This—this was what I had secretly wished for.
When I finally pulled away, I looked up at him, still trying to catch my breath. My heart was beating too fast. When had he come in? Where was Marissa? Why didn't she say anything?
"You have a lot of questions, don't you?" he said softly, planting a small kiss on the tip of my nose.
I smiled without meaning to and bit down on my lower lip. He held my face again with both hands like he couldn't get enough of touching me.
"Go ahead," he said. "Ask me anything. I'm here now, my love."
