Chapter 13 Professor Hale - Two
- Chapter 02
- His mouth was fire.
- Every kiss was a claim, every touch a punishment for the weeks we had both pretended restraint meant control. His tongue pushed past my lips with a growl, devouring me, until I could barely breathe. My back pressed harder into the bookshelves, the sharp edges biting into my spine, but I didn’t care—I wanted the marks.