Chapter 61 F*Ked

• JUNIPER’S POV:
• As Troy’s hands grip my waist, I wrap my hands around his neck with my body pressing against his with urgency. He bites gently on my lower lip and I grant him entrance, feeling his tongue against mine as his hands drop lower on my waist.
• He groans in pleasure, then he breaks the kiss, searching my eyes for answers. What we’ve done burns raw in my mind, and I want nothing more but to continue with it. My body has been starved for a while, and his lips against mine feel too good, and I really do not want him to stop for any reason.