Eighty seven

AUTHOR'S POV:

Tristan turned to close the door behind him, and in the next moment, he pulled her closer harshly as they locked lips again. They were going to have the talk as he drove her home after the party, but things had gotten heated, and they could barely keep their hands off each other all the way home.

Now that they were in such a private space, it felt like he had completely let loose. He was frantic, and she shivered, slinging her arms around him as he kissed her all over. He backed her to the door of the room as he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding into her mouth with ease. Raven felt heated all over from his touches, and she just desperately wanted to return the same eagerness as his.

In a couple of seconds, the zipper of her dress was pulled down, and the dress was only hanging on her body by the right arm. He kissed the groove of her neck, slowly moving down her collarbone, and she sucked in a breath with each movement. She held onto his arm, her body slacking agains