Lana gasped, her entire body jolting at the suddenness, at the heat, at the intensity. The taste of whiskey, warm and smoky, mixed with something distinctly him, and the combination made her head spin violently.
She tried to push him away but her breath hitched as he angled her face, his lips moving with a command that stole every coherent thought from her mind.
She should push him away harder.
She should shout.
She should fight.
But she didn’t.
She couldn’t.
Because her body betrayed her and her mind became a blur, trembling as his mouth devoured hers, her fingers gripping his shirt without realizing she had moved at all. The room felt like it tilted, heat spiraling from where his lips pressed against hers, rolling through her in waves that left her breathless and lightheaded.
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