Awakened
I just needed him to anchor me right here, to prove to me that we were still winning the game.
With a sudden surge of passion, Marcus gripped my thighs and hoisted me up against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist instinctively, my fingers tangling in his hair as the kiss turned frantic, chaotic, and utterly reckless. We were completely consumed by each other, completely blind to the world outside our dark corner.
Then, the sharp, distinct click of heavy boots echoed from the far end of the concrete stairwell hallway.
We froze instantly. Our lips were still practically brushed together, our breathing ragged, heavy, and incredibly loud in the enclosed, echoing space. My heart stopped