34- Approval

Ashley Walters pov

The feel of his lips on my mine. The subtle taste of him. It was making my heart rate rise.

Was this how a kiss was supposed to feel like? The grip of his arms was tightening around me with each passing minute as if he wanted to crush my bones.

My hand traveled from the nape of his neck to his head, and I held his hair tightly in my fist. He did not seem bothered by it.

“Ashley!” He breathed against my mouth and his tongue touched the corner of my lips. It moved to my chin and then made a trail to my neck.

I closed my eyes tight shut and threw back my head to give him better excess. By now my other hand was also holding his hair. I was rubbing my legs against the mattress to lessen the want, I could feel in my core.

He lifted his head and looked down with those hooded amber eyes. They were so raw, so dark and so piercing. Leaving his hair, I brought my finger to trace his cheekbone, feeling the light whiskers under it.

He took my hand in his and turned his face to k