BELLA’S POV

I pulled away from him, his kiss was warm and his lips enchanting, but it was nothing like what I wanted. He drew near and wrapped his hands around my face.

“Sorry” I whispered.

“You are not ready?” he asked, looking concerned.

“Not that” I replied and moved my head down.

He reached for my face and tilted it close to him. “I want you” he whispered and before I could say anything, my lips were entangled in his.

This time, he kissed me with an even greater passion, with so much enthusiasm that I could not hold myself for too long before I finally responded. He wanted...