Chapter Twenty Five.

Ariana's POV -

His lips are firm yet soft, pressing into mine with the perfect amount of pressure. I desperately want him to deepen the kiss but he doesn't, his lips continue moving against mine, so perfect. I feel his large hands rest against my waist, the skin heating up with flames underneath my shirt. A rush of heat flares through my body as I melt against his lips, soaking in his intoxicating scent.

"Alex," I pull back, his name coming from my lips in a breathy moan. He keeps his eyes closed, chest rising and falling heavily. A low groan comes from him and I can feel my insides melt completely.

"Alex," I repeat again, my voice desperate. I want him to kiss me again, I want to feel his hands roam my body. His eyes spring open, hooded over with passion.

"Fuck hermosa, I'm trying to be a gentleman but you're not exactly helping the situation," he murmurs, his hands twitching as he holds on to me. Despite the urgency I have for him, I can't help but smile at his words.