Max felt the heat between them slowly rise to the boiling point he could no longer control. Every single second her lips stayed pressed to his made him crave her more and more with each passing breath.
It had been a little less than two weeks since the two of them had touched each other intimately, and that long stretch of distance had drawn a deep aching need from both of them. A raw desire to feel each other romantically surged through their bodies now, helping them heal the scars they both so desperately wanted to bury deep inside their souls.
His tongue rolled around hers in slow, hungry circles, the slick wet sounds of their saliva mixing together filling the quiet room and echoing softly off the walls as Rosalia let out a soft, needy moan right into his mouth, the sound vibrating through him and making his blood run even hotter.
