When his lips grew closer from her waist down to her hips, her legs couldn't help itself that had instinctively closed only for it to be slowly pushed down by his hands.
Pinned in place, she couldn't do anything but watch, her fingers curling around his black hair, feeling it's softness and how when she had gripped too tightly, a deep groan of satisfaction echoed from his throat, the kind that made her heart skip a beat.
She couldn't bear seeing what he was going to do, seeing his his red tongue had peeked out from his lips and how it was about to wet what wasn't supposed to be nibbled.
"Stop—!"
Evangeline jolted upright on her bed.
The motion was so sudden that her entire body trembled, as if her heartbeat had surged straight into her limbs. For a moment she could only breathe, sharp and shallow, her hands pressing into the sheets as she stared blankly ahead.
