Chapter 6

Annabel's Pov.

My resistance was subdued by just the touch of his hot lips. One of his arms was wrapped possessively around my waist while the other had curled into my hair, he had bent my head backward so I would accept his terrific kisses and I was taking it all greedily, with just as much hunger as he did.

He tasted better than anything I had ever tasted in my pathetic life. Or maybe the rich and flavourful taste his mouth was flowing with was from the wine he probably drank earlier.

His lips guided my inexperienced ones with so much dominance and passion that I did not know when I had inched even closer to him, whilst wrapping my hands around his neck so I could match his pace.

The kissing had quickly gone from forceful to passionate and the more I sucked on his juicy lips, the more I felt intoxicated and alive. It was only when I heard an awkward cough behind us that I regained my senses and remembered where I was and the events that had just transpired.

Mortified, I quickly