I shouldfight?—
His teeth nibble and pull on my lower lip, and I groan, the sound making him hum greedily against the sensitive skin.
Fucking hell.
Is kissing a man supposed to be this…dangerously shattering?
Like lighting fireworks, every lick and suck and nibble of his lips sets tingles ablaze across my chest and spine and all the way to my groin.
“Let me in…” he rumbles against my mouth, his voice thick and unrefined, then he drops a soft kiss on it and breathes out roughly. “Let me taste you properly.”
He’s speaking in a raspier tone, edged with a growl, almost as if he’s teetering on the brink of losing control—that is, if he has any.
Another kiss drops on my sealed mouth, lingering for a second, dousing me in fire before he stares at me. His eyes are shadowed and blown wide, a glint cutting through the darkness.
“I want to devour you,” he speaks in a gravelly murmur against my lips, every charged breath sparking goosebumps across my body.
“Like fuck you will.” I pause, startled by how strange my own voice sounds—low, almost unrecognizable.
“You’re cursing.” He licks my lips, leaving a trail of wetness on the soft skin. “I love it when you curse because of me.”
“It’s not?—”
I realize I’ve made a mistake speaking, because he uses that slight opening to thrust his tongue inside my mouth.
Yulian’s tongue isinmy mouth.
I’m about to punch him, but then he lets out a guttural moan as his tongue hooks against mine, almost as if he’s been waiting for this for a lifetime.
As if he’s satiated from finally kissingme.
But why…?
I don’t get a chance to think as he deepens the kiss, sliding his hand from my hair to hold my jaw. A jolt of pleasure engulfs me, spreading down my spine with terrifying speed.
Fuck.
God fucking damn it.
I yank my hands that he’s been holding in a death grip, forcing him to let me go, then I grab his arm and flip us, shoving him against the ground so that I’m the one on top.
Yulian grips the back of my neck, dragging me closer, refusing to release my mouth, seeming indifferent to being the one underneath me.
Then he hooks his leg on the back of my thigh and hauls me down in one powerful go so that I’m lying flush against him.
I grunt in his mouth as his massive erection presses against mine.
Yes, I am, unfortunately and tragically, hard.
I’m so hard, my cock is pulsing and throbbing in painful bursts.
I’m so hard, I feel like I’ll embarrass myself in seconds.
And all of this because of…kissing?
KissingYulian, of all people?
I don’t usually get this hard after kissing. I used to spend a long time making out with Danika just to have a half-erect cock, but just a couple of seconds with this prick and I’m a mess?
