Chapter Thirty-five

Natasha's POV

My hands immediately went around Philips neck as the kiss became firmer and deeper and I pulled him in with zero hesitation, wanting more of him.

His lips tasted like chocolate and ashtsy. It should be off putting, especially after how long I'd smoked but instead it was more intoxicating.

My hands slid over his body to his chest and I mentally appreciated how tout his muscles were under his shirt.

"Fanculo Natasha, you are so beautiful." He groaned as his lips devoured mine with a feverent hunger that mirrored mine.

I felt my skin light up in firey lust as his arms roamed around my body like a starving man. Every notion of him being innocent quickly disappeared as he slipped his tongue into my mouth, sucking and tangling with mine, bringing me closer to a desperate want for release.

My hands gripped his shoulder blade with everything I had as pulled him even closer, I didn't have to do that for long because his hands went under my legs and he pulled me on top of him as