EMMA
I had to touch him, and I couldn't help myself. I stood on my tiptoe and pressed my lips to the line of his jaw.
I rubbed against his stubble there. I kissed him again on his cheek, and my lips trailed lower down to the column of his throat.
Under my lips, I felt his pulse beat faster.
Xander's hand slid down the curve of my back, and as his fingers tightened on my ass, he drew in a ragged breath.
"Damn it, Emma," he cursed, before crushing his mouth against mine again.
His tongue slid into my mouth, filling me until all I could taste was him. My fingers fisted in his shirt, holding on as my knees went weak with desire.
"Mine. All mine." He growled.
If he hadn't been holding me up, I was sure I would have fallen. I felt my pussy clench as he groaned into my mouth. He kissed me like a starved man, and his teeth grazed my bottom lip.
