Aiden's lips crashed onto mine again, this time, deeper and hungrier.
His hands slid up my thighs, rough palms burning against my skin as he pinned me against the cold wall. His heat seeped through my thin sleep shorts, making me shiver beneath his grip.
His hands flexed, holding me tighter, like he couldn't get close enough.
I arched into him, breathless, my hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer, harder. His mouth consumed mine, each kiss more intense and passionate, as if he wanted to savour every part of me, to possess me with his lips.
He pulled away, his warm, uneven breath against my neck as he kissed down, his stubble brushing my skin, creating sparks with every touch.
His lips found the hollow between my collarbones; his tongue traced it slowly before his teeth grazed the curve of my shoulder.
I let out a sharp, helpless gasp. His deep groan vibrated against my throat, making my stomach twist tight with heat.
