Bab 98: 99

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His lips press against mine, moving at a startling fast pace. He practically crushes me against the bed, his body now resting between my spread legs as he kisses me hungrily. The low groan that comes from the back of his throat stirs something in me, my hands rising up to tangle his hair.

My body arches towards him almost instinctively as he pulls me in closer, the lower half of his body meeting up with mine. The spine-tingling pleasure that is coursing through me makes it hard to think.

The room seems to grows hotter as he tilts his head to the side, deepening the kiss even further. I can't concentrate on anything else other than him, my body reacting to his in an almost foreign way.

I can't stop, the feeling of his fingertips dancing along the skin that was exposed due to my shirt rising almost addicting in a sense.