Touch Me

There were no words said between them, not even when he slowly pushed her backward until her back collided with the wall, their mouths still locked together. He broke away from the kiss, lowering his head to her neck.

Caspian bit down on her flesh causing her to gasp in pleasure, her back arching, her body pleading for more from him, to quench the fire that he started, the fire only he could start.

He sucked harder on the flesh, his teeth grazing her skin, leaving a mark that would remind her of the mistake long after it ended, the delicious mistake they were about to make.

His lips traveled downward, his both hands fisting her dress, and before she could say a word, the tearing sound of her dress filled her ears and it pooled at her ankles. She was exposed to him bare, standing before him in only her panties on.

“Caspian, that dress.”

“The flimsy material. Who says you could walk around with it, hmm?”

“You’re insane.”

She tried to cover her bare chest from him but he caught both