My gasp was swallowed by his lips as his tongue thrusts past my lips, and the way he loses control should scare me.
Maybe it did, but I didn't get a chance to examine it because Tristan kissed me with so much desperation and need, it clouded my mind.
When my tongue brushed against his, a growl rumbled deep from his chest, and the last of his control was obliterated.
My hands moved to the sides of his neck, and I kissed him with every emotion he had made me feel. Every bit of love, passion that he felt for me, I felt in the kiss. I tried to do the same.
Having him so close to me, intimately, often clouded my judgement was like it was doing now.
All I wanted, was to kiss him and continue doing so until my last breath.
Panting, I let go of his lips only for him to swoop in and steal a quick one away before finally letting me go.
