Evaline:
I watched him, waiting for him to respond.
And he did.
One moment, he was still looking at me - trying to understand, trying to piece everything together - and the next…
Something in him snapped.
His hand came up, fast and firm, curling around my throat. His hold wasn't tight or hurting, but definitely possessive.
The suddenness of it stole the breath from my lungs. And before I could react, his mouth crashed against mine.
It wasn't gentle.
It wasn't hesitant.
It was everything he had been holding back since the moment I stepped into that car.
The kiss was raw, demanding, and overwhelming in the best way possible.
A soft gasp escaped me only to get swallowed instantly as his lips moved against mine with a hunger that made my knees weaken.
My fingers tightened in his turtleneck, pulling him closer even as my body instinctively arched into his.
He didn't let me breathe. Didn't give me space.
