Arielle
I could taste the alcohol on Damien's tongue and the rational part of my brain, told me to pull back. He was intoxicated… Maybe he didn't mean this…
But I couldn't. His gentle kisses intoxicated me instead.
I could easily blame it on our bond, but the truth was, I wanted it too.
The butterflies that filled my stomach, drove me to a point of no return. Slowly, I began to return his kiss; letting my fingers dare to explore the soft locks on his head…
"Oh Arielle…" He mumbled against my mouth, deepening the kiss.
His strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling us closer till I could feel his heart beating against my chest. Goosebumps appeared all over my skin as the sensations got stronger.
His tongue came into my mouth, wiping off, whatever sense I had to pull back. My mind cleared and all I thought of was him. His sweet musky scent filled every pore of my being, and my core vibrated with need…
