He responded by leaning in and pressing his lips against hers. And for a brief moment, her eyes widened and she tensed in alarm. The pressure was gentle at first. He barely captured her bottom lip between his before pulling away.
And then his lips found hers again. And again. Her fingers crept up and twisted into his hair. Her arm wrapped around his neck, the other over his shoulder, her body flush to his. He was warm and hard and perfect, and he tasted unlike anything she had experienced.
She parted her lips, allowing his warm tongue to slide against her own, and her body trapped between his and the wall as she pushed backwards and was pinned.
Breathing was suddenly unnecessary. She pulled him closer, wanting more. His hands slid from her neck, down to her sides, to her hips. Their kis
