Lavender: A strong woman
It feels like everything has ceased to exist except the feel of his lips on mine, and I feel like I could cry as I kiss someone I really wanted to kiss for the first time.
He grips my waist and lifts me up so that I wrap my legs around his waist as he presses me against the wall. He’s rough, like he cannot control himself. Like an animal, he growls and I throw my head back so that his lips can move to my throat. He nibbles at the sensitive skin there and kisses me in a way that makes my toes curl.
“Oh, God.” I moan and he pulls on my hair so that I look into his eyes.
“You know that this isn’t a game, right? This, you and I, this is brutally real. It’s something you don’t come back from.” He