Chapter 8 : In the face of desire

• He drew a sharp breath, surprised by my bold move, but didn’t hesitate to kiss back. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to himself, letting me feel his growing erection trapped in his jeans. My chest flattened against his, and my nipple poked at his chest. I moaned into the kiss as he slipped his tongue into my mouth, tasting and savouring the feel. His hand travelled up to my neck, and he sang poisonous caresses over the skin of my neck, making me tingle and arch against him. His hand on my waist moved below and hoisted me against his solid form, and then further, he grabbed my ass. I gasped as he applied pressure with his grip, and he rubbed against me even as he grew harder and throbbed in his trousers.
• He broke the kiss and pulled away to look at me, his eyes beholding me as if I were the most precious creature he ever laid his eyes on, and this made my heart swell with pride. I was gasping for air from being kissed for over two minutes straight. My lips were slightly parted, and I knew they were also swollen and rosy now. I couldn’t tell how I looked, but it was enough to drive him nuts.
• He growled and pushed up the polo I had on, and, taking the cue, I yanked it off and tossed it to the floor. Without the bra, I was naked from the waist up, my skin covered with goosebumps, and my nipple hard as a rock. There was an acute wetness between my legs, and it showed how affected I was by this man.