I kiss him back fiercely, my hands digging into his hair, pulling him closer. It’s not enough. I want more, I need more. I want him everywhere. I want to be consumed. He pulls back, breaking the kiss and resting his forehead against mine. His chest heaves, and his heart beats rapidly against my palm. He nips my lips again like he can’t stop himself. His fingers tremble where they hold my arm. “I’m so fucking gone for you.”
Oh we know
