Chapter 90: it's perfect

Larissa's viewpoint

I cleared my throat and forced my gaze to look him in the eyes, making my face hotter. "You may," without a second gap after my words, he crashed his lips on mine, almost making me fall backward. His hand shot out and held my waist, supporting our bodies with his other hand on the table.

I traced his hand on the table and entangled our fingers, wrapping my other hand around his neck and pulling him deeper. His hot, slightly salted but flavored tongue thrust into my mouth and met with mine. Our tongues naturally tangled with each other, wildly and hungrily.

I clenched a fistful of his hair, holding onto him tightly. Whenever his tongue touched any part of my mouth, it sent electric shocks throughout my entire body. It was severe to the point my toes started to curl and feel crapped in my shoes. It was as though everywhere it brushed past became a sensitive spot. Of course, before long, his hands began to roam over my body.

As if knowing what I was feeling, he slippe