KILLIAN POV
I couldn’t believe this was happening.
Angelica—my Angelica- was in my lap, kissing me like I was the air she needed to breathe, like she couldn’t get enough, like she finally saw what I’d been feeling from the first second I laid eyes on her.
Her hands were tangled in my hair, tugging just enough to drive me wild. Her hips rocked against me, slowly at first, then with more pressure, and I swear to the Moon Goddess I nearly lost control. She was grinding on me.
Grinding. On. Me.
I felt her heat through the thin fabric between us and nearly came right then and there like some desperate teenager.
She tasted like heaven, my personal one. Her lips were soft , plump, perfect.
I savored every single second, every brush of her tongue against mine, every little gasp that escap
