Joanna
The sparks that flew the second his lips touched mine nearly burned my skin. His hands were on either side of my face and his kiss was wild. I couldn't help myself. My arms wrapped around his neck and I opened my mouth to him. His tongue teased mine, his stubble scratching against my skin leaving a delicious burn behind.
The second I let out a moan as he pressed his hips against mine he pulled away. I was met with the sudden coldness of the air biting at my skin. The parts still coated with him froze. His nostrils were flaring and he was breathing rapidly. His hands were clasped behind his head and his face looked pained. “I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that” he started pacing back and forth. His fists pull
