Defy Me

Asher didn't stop kissing her, his grip on her waist tightening as though he was anchoring her to him. He pulled her closer, so close that every breath, every heartbeat of his was pressed against her.

There was no room for thought, only the fire that spread through her veins. Possessive and demanding, his tongue teased and tasted her, coaxing an unintentional growl from her throat. Their tongues tangled heatedly, an intoxicating battle of dominance and surrender. Violet melted into him, her mind completely overwhelmed.

When he pulled back, her lips tingled, and her chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath. But Asher wasn't finished.

"Where did he touch you?" Asher asked, his breath ghosting over her swollen lips.