Sarah’s POV

  

  

   Jason’s mouth slammed against mine, and the second his tongue shoved into my mouth, I lost control. I moaned so loud against his lips I almost embarrassed myself, but I could not care. My hands clawed at his shirt, yanking it, desperate to tear it off, desperate to feel his skin.

  

  

  

    His kiss was filthy, his teeth biting at my lip, his tongue fucking my mouth like he owned it. His hand gripped the back of my neck hard, forcing me to take it, like he was claiming me.

  

  

   My back hit the wall with a thud, his body crushing me. His cock pressed solid and heavy against...