Raven's POV

He yanked my frame into his solid chest, digging his hands into my hair to move my head so that he could deepen the angle of our kiss. I wanted to touch every corner of his mouth with my tongue.

He slowly pulled back, leaned down and breathed on my neck gently, stirring my hair. I sighed and opened my mouth again in a silent offer, but he pulled back without another word.

I whimpered and he chuckled. "Stop playing with my head, Jax." I grumbled.

"I am not doing anything, I merely breathed." He said, smiling. Then he leaned down again, and this time traced kisses down...