Chapter 7: Loverbeast

Harlow

Cyrus's lips met mine, and in an instant, a rush of desire overpowered my senses. I kissed him back, opening my mouth a little to let his tongue in. Our hands finally released one another, and I placed both of my hands at his jaw. He grabbed my hips, and soon I was straddling him.

I pulled away for a second. "I assume this is against the rules?"

He responded by pulling me back to him, kissing me harder. Adrenaline swept through me. I let out a soft moan as his rough hands traveled under my jacket to the bare skin on the small of my back. I quickly removed my jacket and pushed his chest back so that he reclined on the ground. As the sun set, a cool breeze sent shivers up my spine, so I pressed into his body for warmth. My hands soon found their way underneath his shirt, and my finger traced over every muscular crevice they could find.

Another moan escaped from my mouth as his lips made their way to my neck. When he reached my ear, he whispered, "Tell me you're real."

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