“Can I kiss you?”
My voice comes out raw and needy but I don’t give a damn. I want her.
I need her.
She slowly nods her head as she visibly swallows, her eyes trailing back down to my lips.
I don’t know who moves in first but we come together instantaneously.
Her hands curl around my shirt as mine fist in her hair.
The same need filters into this first kiss, then the next and the next.
We ravish each other.
Our breaths mingle as we take huge gulps of air before coming back together.
Hands searching each other, learning and exploring.
Until I forget where I end and she begins.
It's new.
It's messy.
It's raw.
It's everything.
Her legs part then wrap around my hips, pulling me in, and I'm a goner.
My forehead touches hers.
"Tell––tell me what you want. I'll give you anything, Ria." I rasp at her, my control slipping.
Her fingers trail a path up my chest to my jaw and my eyes flutter open to find hers.
"You."
It's a whisper. Her eyes are wide with her confession but she doesn't break eye contact this time as her fingers trail back to my neck.
My breath hitches at the intensity in her eyes and I groan as I smooth my hands down her back to lift her against me.
I chase the errant thoughts of this being too soon to the back of my head.
I’m only hanging on to the certainty I feel of having her in my arms.
It feels good.
It feelsright.
I carry her to her room and lay her on the bed, aligning my body with hers and I ask her one more time.
"Are you sure?" I cup her face gently, kissing the tip of her nose.
"Are you?"
"Baby, I've never wanted anything more in my life. Never wanted anyone like this before."