{GIANNA}
I moan in surprise as his tongue sweeps into my mouth, the rough sensation of the soft muscle dragging up the roof so hot it sends goosebumps all over my body. My core clenches, liquid warmth pooling between my thighs. I don't hold back.
Twining my arms around his neck, I return his kiss with equal fervor. It's hot, wet, and erotic. His fingers tighten in my hair before one hand slides down, searing a path down my neck to mold around my tit.
My nipples perk up, hardening instantly, and he groans into the kiss like he feels it too. Then he finds one, catching the sensitive peak between his thumb and index finger, and—oh, fuck—a hot jolt of pleasure zips through my veins. My head knocks back against the wall so hard, our kiss breaks with an audible smack. We pant, foreheads nearly touching, breaths mingling as we stare at each other.
