Chapter Eight- Poison

Rae's POV

It was meant to be a chaste kiss, something that would make him long for more.

Lucas didn’t think the same though as he pulled me closer and held me in lace before dominating the kiss.

Never has any man made me feel this way, and this dangerous hand I was playing here scared me.

Lucas scared me, slowly he bit my lips, pulling me back to the present and not willing to let me go.

I wonder what gave me this courage, maybe it was the night's protection from being seen by others or the fact that I wanted him to remind him that he burns for me.

His desperate hands danced up my cloth, and it was almost as though they were shaking, anticipating touching my aching boobs.

I let out a slow moan as his hands slipped past my bra and slowly palmed my breast.

“Lucas…” I moaned slowly, still trying to control my breaths, but as his lips found a spot on my neck, it hitched once more.

God! I wanted this man so much!

I wanted him inside me now, I needed him out of my system as soon as it could