*Olivia*
My heart was thundering, a firm contrast from how still my body became as Daemon’s lips connected with mine.
I had imagined this moment for so long, wondering how this firm mouth would feel and taste over mine. His kiss was surprisingly gentle, simply brushing over mine. I got just a hint of his minty taste before he pulled away.
I had to bite back the moan that wanted to erupt from the back of my throat. The kiss had been so brief. My chest began to constrict as I longed to feel those lips again. That hadn’t been enough time at all to memorize his taste and the feel of his firm but soft mouth. I had only begun to understand the curve of his smirk as it pressed to mine.
I was looking up with a longing expression one moment before the realization of how I was acting slammed into me like a wall of bricks.