Dahlia
You are my sanctuary, Dahlia. My everything.
His words played over and over again like a mantra in my head as our mouths clashed. Hunter's fingers fished through my unbound hair, tilting my head back to get a better, deeper angle. My center throbbed from our kiss alone, need rushing through my veins as our tongues tasted each other. My hands fisted his shirt, desperately trying to draw him closer.
My sanctuary, my everything.
"Hunter, please, I don't want to waste the chance." I pleaded as he moved from my lips to my neck, nipping at the sensitive flesh. I gasped as goosebumps flooded my skin.
"We won't," he promised, his voice filled with carnal promise.
One minute I was on the ground, the next my legs were wrapped around Hunter's middle. His hands cradled my thighs and a
