CHLOE's P O V
His lips met mine instantly. He was kissing me hungrily and deeply. His mouth was so warm and moist. His tongue explored the recesses of my mouth… sending shivers of desire through my body.
My heart was throbbing and my pulses raced like I was running in a marathon, aiming for gold.
I was on fire. My body was feverish… burning… flaming… like I was in hell. I didn’t care anymore if I turned into ashes… I wanted him so badly. His touch, his lips, his tongue and smell. I wanted all of him.
I slowly pushed him down the bed and sat on his torso, leaning in and connecting our lips once again while my hands moved to unwrap the towel around me, and toss it on the floor.
Every kiss had this raw intensity to it as his hands roamed my body perfectly.
His eyes trailed down my body when I pulled away from the kiss, and then back up again, settling on my exposed breasts. My face heated up, and I noticed his lips curved up into a smile.