BOND

His hands on her ass guided her as she swayed on his hips, rocking back and forth until she was grinding against the hardness in his pants. He pushed her hair away from her neck and latched onto her skin, sucking and licking, tracing her sensitive spots with his tongue until she was a moaning mess.

“You taste so good,” he murmured against her skin, sending vibrations running through her sensitive spots. “I’m sorry I hurt you. I’m sorry I let you go. I promise to never let you get away from me again. I promise to never hurt you.”

Emilia felt her heart wrench at his apology. She could sense his regret, but then he was drunk just like she was, laden with alcohol and possibly making a terrible decision. He didn’t mean what he was saying, and yet his words affected her.

She pressed her lips to his once again. Her hands played with the area just above his belt, grazing her fingers on sensitive skin as she fought to distract him and stop him from talking. Now was not the time for him to offe