Bitter Heart
I felt his teeth grazing my lower lip and another gasp escaped me, into the kiss.
When I was sure that I'd die out of no oxygen, I pulled away an inch and found myself feeling more breathless than before. It wasn't just me, though. I could hear his rapid heartbeat, his rushed breathing mingling with my own.
There was just silence.
"Fuck, Sky." He breathed out, his lips brushing against mine. Not innocently like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. I wanted to pull away before I lost myself once again, but I couldn't. I could no longer think straight.
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