Chapter Twenty-Four

Talia's POV:

Suddenly, his face softened. A smile appeared on his beautiful lips. Then he leaned toward me, lowered his head, and pressed his mouth to mine.

  I was terrified. His lips were gentle and tender as they explored mine, even as he was pulling my hair and crushing my waist. He was a skilled kisser. Although he was the second guy I had kissed, the first being Jake, yet, he was a better kisser than Jake. 

  I had never felt anything like this. His breath was warm, flavored with something sweet, and his tongue teased my lips until they parted on their own, granting him access to my mouth. I didn't know how to react to this. I was afraid that if I struggle, he would hurt me. Or, was that a lie I was telling myself? 

I loved what this bad boy was doing to me. So, I just stood still like a molded snowman and melted at that kiss.