Chapter 29: The Pull

As soon as I pressed myself closer to Ryder, I guess his male instincts took over and so did his dominance. He gripped my waist tighter, pulling me closer to him. Because I'd really never had practice at kissing, I just let Ryder lead the way, never really denying his actions.

What I did know, though, was that Ryder's lips tasted like apples, the sweetness of it supposedly spilling onto his lips after his vicious bites.

Suddenly, I felt Ryder's tongue lick at my bottom lip. I wondered if it meant he wanted access to my mouth, so I slowly opened my mouth, and almost instantly, Ryder explored my mouth with his tongue, receiving a surprised squeak from me.

Ryder chuckled low in his throat against my lips and reluctantly pulled away from me, his face pink from lack of oxygen. For a moment, we only looked into each other's eyes, equal desire in his beautiful silver-blue orbs from what I felt, but after a few silent seconds, Ryder pulled me into his chest, cradling me bridal-style against