We both move at the same time—our lips meet with a fervor as I pull out and slam back in. My fingers slide into his hair and our kiss grows messy—tongues tangle—I can’t get enough of him. He’s overwhelming me and I’m completely wrapped up in him. He grips my hips, fingers digging hard into my skin, demanding nothing less than everything I have to give. The pace is relentless and has us both gasping in air between kisses.
