Cassie.
Since the moment he had kissed me the night of my birthday, I tried to avoid the feelings I had for him, but once again, I was wrapped within his arms and taken over by the lust our bond created. I wanted more than I knew how to handle.
With a rush of desire, our hands went wild and, as his skin brushed against mine, a moan escaped my lips. It was like my body was on fire, and the only thing that could quench it was Lucas.
As his hands reached down behind the backs of my thighs, he quickly lifted me up, pressing me against the lamppost as he continued to kiss me with feverish intent. I wanted him, and I wasn’t sure why the desire was so hard to resist.
Breaking the kiss, I tried to speak, but his lips just trailed down over my jawline towards my neck. “Lucas—” I gasped. “We can’t… not here.”
His eyes met mine, and as they did, a small smirk crested the corners of his lips. “Okay.”
“Okay?” I whispered as I stared into the dark abyss of his eyes.
