Chapter 175

Jaselyn's POV

That was all the permission he needed.

He kisses me once more; it starts slow at first but it quickly escalates into a messy french kiss; hot, wet and needy.

Our tongues collide roughly as he thoroughly tastes me, his hands roaming my body, his touch making my skin hot beyond belief.

When I break the kiss, we stare into each other's eyes, breathless. In his eyes I can only see adoration and respect, it makes my stomach jump.

He presses me further against the bathroom wall, his hands resting on either side of me, leaving me cornered.

“I wish you knew just how good you taste. I want to ravish you, worship every inch of you, I want to draw out moans from you. Make you go crazy with pleasure, my name on your lips like a prayer.” He confesses in a husky voice, nipping at my neck again.

“What's stopping you?”

“My final shred of self restraint. This is your last chance to back out, Jas.&rdqu