His words were making her feel even more drunk than she already was, and she didn't remember him descending on her lips.
All she knew was that they were kissing again, and his hands were really wandering about and making erotic noises she didn't know she could emit come out of her mouth.
Right now, he was biting down on a sensitive spot below her ear and one hand was pinching a nipple as hard as he was biting. The combined, pleasure skyrocketed her and her world back into that souring space that had her eyes rolling to the back of her head and her back arching off the bed.
"No— wait," She tried to push him away, tears stinging the back of her eyes as she fought against his, "I can't-"
"Oh, but you must," He pinched even harder and bit even deeper till he tasted blood on his tongue and the devil in him groaned in satisfaction.
That right there was probably going to leave more than just a hickey.
