CHAPTER EIGHT: Kiss Mark

SERRA

He planted warm kisses tracing the print without missing an inch. His soft warm lips worked their magic around my neck. His kisses lowered while his hand traveled up to my nape moving me closer and pressed his body against mine. The warmth from his body slipped through our garments and seeped into my being. My eyes voluntarily closed and a moan escaped my mouth when he found the sensitive spot on my neck. My face flooded red because of how I reacted.

I remained numbed. I couldn’t even twitch a finger and even if I could, I wouldn’t push him away. I love the warmth he was giving me. The warmth was made of a mixture of sugar of comfort and zest of delight. I inhaled his scent, he smelt sweet like a field of flowers. His distinctive scent was soothing and calming. It was intoxicating and light but with enough depth to tantalize my senses.

He ran his tongue over my skin on that sensitive spot and sucked it. His teeth grazed my skin that made my back arced. Tingles rushed throughout m