A dark groan left him as he leaned forward and kissed me like he needed to memorize the taste of my soul.
And, I melted.
Mouth parting.
Pulse racing.
Thoughts scattering as if crows in a storm.
He groaned again, deeper this time, and angled his head to kiss me harder.
Deeper.
Wilder.
Until I wasn’t just breathless, I was undone. I could feel the heat of his restraint, how close he was to completely losing it.
A second later, he pulled back just enough to drag his teeth across my bottom lip, biting down gently and then letting go.
His eyes met mine.
Dark.
Dilated.
Dangerous.
Right when I thought he was going to say something, he claimed my mouth again, parting my lips and slid his tongue inside.
My knees would’ve buckled if I wasn’t already seated.
He pulled back a little and this time his lips sealed around my bottom one. He sucked on it hard, drawing it into his mouth and moaning.
Fuck.
Then he bit down.
I gasped.
He bit again.
Sucked.
Pulled.
And when he finally released my lip, it tingled with heat.
So did every inch of my body.
His eyes searched mine, slow and consuming. “Open my gift.”
“Gift?”
“The one on your lap.”
I looked down. “Oh yeah. Shit. How could I forget?”
He chuckled.
