LORETTA

The first taste of Elion's mouth was devastating in every sense of the word

The second made me forget why I was even angry to begin with, and by the third....I didn't know my own name

The kiss wasn't gentle, it wasn't even fair, not with the knowing way his lips and tongue captured mine prisoner, taking absolute control over me

The rain continued to fall around us, heavier now. The sky was dark, the city kept moving, but when Elion kissed me, nothing else excited me except his mouth on mine

He tasted of everything I've ever yearned for, of passion, and ecstacy and bliss and recklessness and...