~MARS~
I don’t get to respond in any way before his hand goes around my neck and pulls me in for a kiss.
And Gosh, he literally sucks the breath out of me.
There is nothing soft or gentle about the way he kisses me.
There is nothing humane about his hold on me.
Yet, I feel loved.
Every swipe of his tongue on mine.
His groans.
His hold on me.
They are all intense and rough, still tender.
So I groan and kiss him back, trying to mimic how he is kissing me.
It feels like forever before he lets me go, not entirely tho.
But enough for me to breathe
. Although I can’t even breathe well. I’m a horny, panting, and needy mess, and I’m not even embarrassed or shy to say it.
“That. That was unexpected.” I manage to whisper after a few minutes of catching my breath and making su
