I pressed closer. One hand on her waist. The other sliding into her hair. She tasted sweet. Warm. Perfect.
She made a sound in the back of her throat. Her hands came up to my chest. Then around my neck. Pulling me closer.
I kissed her deeper. Harder. Since the moment I met her. All the wanting and waiting and trying to be patient.
All of it coming out now.
Her fingers tangled in my hair. Her body pressed against mine. I could feel her heart racing. Could feel her breathing fast.
I pulled back just enough to look at her. Her eyes were dark. Her lips were red and swollen.
"Ridge," she whispered.
"Yeah?"
"Don't stop."
I kissed her again. Slower this time but just as intense. Taking my time. Learning what made her gasp. What made her pull me closer. What made her say my name like that
