Time stood still when our lips locked. I could feel him everywhere: his body pressing against mine… his scent and his presence muddling my senses. He held the back of my head in one hand, grabbing fistfuls of my elegant updo, which I was sure was a mess now, and pulled me into him with his other hand. The kiss was violence wrapped in hunger, mixed with cravings. There was nothing gentle about it, just fury, flesh, and heat. I kissed him back with equal hunger, not wanting to pull away as his tongue explored my mouth, greedily tasting every nook and cranny, making me drunk with lust and desire. I stiffened when a sound escaped our meshed lips, and he swallowed it. It was a needy, broken sound—a moan. And it came from me. Oh god. How desperate have I become? Why can't I resist him? This was all a lie. I'm not even Isabelle. I bit him—hard.He broke the kiss and pulled away from me, still looking perfect except for a little swell in his lips, while I was a panting mess… my hair an
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