Odessa's POV
I shut my eyes and pressed my lower lip tightly against his upper one. His tongue stayed still in his mouth, and I could tell he had no intention of deepening the kiss or going any further. But I wanted more.
I gently grazed my teeth against his lips, encouraging him to kiss me more deeply. With that small movement, he finally responded, allowing me to capture his tongue. I twirled mine around his, savoring the inside of his mouth.
He pulled back slightly, as if he didn't like that I had captured his tongue—or maybe it was so intense that he needed a moment to steady himself. One of my hands rested idly at my side, while the other was perched on his shoulder, motionless. If I really wanted to push this further, to get him to have sex with me, I needed to engage more, to use every part of my body.
