Could a single kiss tell you everything you wished to know?
It felt like Mordecai’s kiss did. It felt like every single thing he neglected to tell me in that moment was put into this kiss.
He held me against him as his lips moved across mine. They were hot but gentle, powerful but sweet. The way he leaned into me made my heart melt more than it already was. My heart was a puddle underneath my feet as Mordecai used one hand to gently caress my hair.
A warm fire had started in my head and spread across my whole body. I couldn’t stop it from burning me. It burned so sweetly. I didn’t want to douse this fire. I wanted to live in it. I wanted to breathe it in.
I held onto his shirt and hummed into our kiss. He hummed back. I unwound my hands from his shirt and slipped them underneath his jaw. I matched him kiss for kiss and slipped my tongue inside his mouth. I felt the groan inside his throat as he did the same.