Liam POV
As I kissed Haylie, it felt as though every part of me was ready to burst. The desire burned through me, igniting every fiber of my being. I craved her so intensely that resisting her was impossible.
My hand drifted to her breast, gently caressing it over the fabric of her dress. They were small, fitting perfectly in my palm, and as our kiss deepened, I heard her soft moan, fueling my longing even more.
Her hands gripped my shirt, and she broke the kiss just enough to pull it over my head. The moment it was off, I claimed her lips again, her warmth and sweetness—like honey—driving me wild.
As my hand slid down her back, I found the zipper of her dress. Slowly, I eased it down and let the fabric slide from her body, pooling at her feet. We paused for a moment, and my eyes searched the room for something we could use. Spotting clean, white sheets nearby, I grabbed a bundle and spread them on the floor.
