Yours to Keep, Daddy: MM Taboo collection
A low, gravelly groan left my throat as I pulled him flush against my body, my hand flying up to cup the back of his neck, my fingers tangling into his soft hair to hold him still.
The kiss was entirely uncivilized. It tasted of the whiskey he had drank, the cool night air, and the pure, volatile adrenaline running through both of our veins. Olise let out a sharp, needy gasp into my mouth, his arms instantly flying around my neck, his fingers clawing at the fabric of my shirt as he pulled himself up on his toes to meet me stroke for stroke. He was yielding and demanding all at once, his body molding perfectly to the hard contours of mine. I pressed him back against the wall of the foyer, my