James

When she wrapped her arms around my neck, weaving her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer to deepen our kiss, I fucking lost it. My hands started to go everywhere—her sides, her ass, her thighs—like I couldn’t touch all of her fast enough. Her clothes and her skin were soaking wet from the rain, but it felt fucking amazing to finally touch her like I wanted to touch her. 

    I kissed down the side of her neck, loving the way she smelled. Her vanilla and Cinnamon scent was sweet and so damn tantalizing, that I could have gotten high on her smell alone. 

    “James, this—”  

    “Unless you’re about...