ZOEY'S POV
There was something different with the way Roy was kissing me. It's like he was eating my mouth, does that make sense? Damnit, I don't care because I loved it. The way he dominated my mouth his grip on my hair a little tight. It was rough but I am not complaining.
And he told me I was a good kisser when he kissed like that? I was not near his kissing skills level. Then there was the rain falling on us, drenching us as our mouths ate each other.
What else could I ask for at the moment? I had this bliss in my body and I felt like I had everything, wait, everything except strength in my joints. I spoke too soon. I held on to Roy to avoid myself from slipping away from him, my legs were wobbling and I felt like I couldn't stand any longer.
Just then, Roy picked me up without breaking the kiss his hands on my butt. I wrapped my legs around his hips and strengthened my grip on his neck. This position was much better.