lift onto my tiptoes, brushing my lips with his, feeling his tongue prod the entrance of my lips. I open up for him, welcoming him, wanting him, and he enters. His tongue swipes over mine, our mouths working together as the kiss gets hotter and deeper. My teeth graze his bottom lip, sucking on it as I pull away and bring my tongue back into his mouth. A groan builds in his throat, but I swallow it down before it can escape. He’s consuming me, in this moment all I can feel is him, all I can taste is him, all I can think of is Aiden. “God, Leila,”
