Jasmine's POV
His mouth claimed mine with fierce hunger, demanding everything I had to give.
I whimpered softly, my palms pushing against the solid wall of his chest. But he remained unmovable, his kiss growing more intense until my defenses crumbled completely.
My knees threatened to give out beneath me. I felt myself melting as his lips became gentler, more persuasive, drawing me deeper into his web.
His fingers tangled in my hair, angling my head so he could trail kisses along my jawline before finding the sensitive spot behind my ear. A breathless moan escaped me as I pressed closer to him.
Then suddenly, he stepped back, his breathing harsh and uneven.
"We need to stop this," he said roughly, his voice strained with restraint. "If we continue, I won't be able to control myself." His hand shook as he ran it through his dark hair, turning away as if to leave.
I reached out and grabbed his arm, pressing my face against his strong back.
