Jules’ P.O.V.
After the soft kiss I gave him, I pulled back to simply look at this gorgeous man. But after one long second, he leaned down and kissed me back. And softness quickly made room for desire. I wanted more, once his tongue swept past my lips and his fingers started to thread through my hair, holding my head close to him.
huh…
as if I would pull away now?
My hands scooted down to unbutton his shirt until his chest was completely bare. If I could get his lips off me, I could have pushed him back and just admired his half-naked torso under the moonlight, but I guess we both had other plans in mind.
“Zipper?” He asked me in a breathtaking way.
“Side,” I answered him, right before I pushed his shirt off his shoulders. And once his hands were free, his fingers found the zipper of
