Adrian

She slammed against my body, her cheeks flushed, her hands hung mid-air as I captured her lips with mine.

Fuck! She tasted like heaven.

Her hand pressed against my chest, and for a moment, I expected her to shove me away. She didn't.

Her dainty hand remained for a second, then another, while I raved her lips, then she shoved me back, breathing hard.

Her head lowered. “What are you doing?” she muttered.

“Correcting you.” I leaned in, my gaze dropping to hers. “Our kiss isn't a mistake.”

Her lips fell open.

The moment she spoke about the kiss, I knew she wanted to deny what she felt, wanted...