“I need to devour you.”
Those words manage to knock the air right back out of my lungs, and my head spins as one of his hands skims around my body. He splays it across the small of my back, pulling me closer to him, and leaning over until his lips are a centimeter from my collarbone.
“Sienna?” he growls, and I murmur to acknowledge him. “I’m going to taste you.”
"I want you hot and sweaty in my bed, fucking me. I need to taste every inch of your body. I need to—"
"I need to devour you."
”All over you... A dirty, sexy love song about a one night stand that had the potential to be so much more.”