The man's lips, usually cold, were now blazing enough to consume a person entirely...
Bella Green clutched the man's collar tightly, her eyes wide in shock, her mind a complete blank, forgetting to react.
She could only let the man's clumsy yet fervent actions continue, like a plunderer relentlessly conquering her, greedily savoring her sweetness.
This wasn't their first kiss, but it was the first when Mason Bennett was sober.
He wasn't ravaged by illness, irrationally devouring her lips as if they were food.
Instead, he was clear-headed, with a strong intention to... kiss her, right?
Bella Green only felt her heart about to leap from her chest, her mouth filled with the fresh scent belonging to the man.
Mason found her daze somewhat displeasing, his sharp teeth biting her lip with just the right pressure.
The distinct pain pulled Bella Green's thoughts back, feeling the warm body pressing against her, her cheeks flushed deep red, raising a hand to push him away.
