Warning: Disturbing events in this chapter.
"I'm an i***t," she stated, before leaning in and crashing her lips against his.
Haco's eyes widened, but without wasting even a second, he kissed her back. His grip tightened on her waist and he pulled her closer to himself, as if afraid she would slip away. Ashley closed her eyes, smiling against his lips as she inhaled his woody, masculine scent, and gripped onto the material of his conves. He pushed her down, laying her on her back as he climbed on top of her, his lips still attached to hers. His hands ran up and down her sides, whilst his tongue slid into her mouth, deepening the kiss. What had started off as romantic and gentle, soon turned passionate and aggressive, as he took her hands and intertwined his fingers with hers, pressing he
