Chapter 43.

Destinee POV.

Titus smashed his lips on mine and in that moment, I gave in to him. I needed him; I have been fighting with him for too long. His kiss is hungry and hot. Oh, my Goddess, was it hot.

My hands trailed up his bare muscular tattooed chest and around the back of his neck. Biting on his bottom lip earned me a low satisfied growl from him and the butterflies in my stomach went into a frenzy as my core tightened in anticipation.

Titus pressed closer, griping my hips and pulling closer to the edge of the vanity, his hand tangled in my hair. Breaking the kiss panting for breath, I felt dizzy.

Kisses traced along my jaw and down my neck to my shoulder. He sucks and nips on the spot where his mark will sit, and I shudder with a breathy moan. Throwing my head back and my back arches, pushing my bra clad breasts into his chest.

My hands leave his neck and trail down his chest to his shorts. His hand stops mine from going any further. Looking into his eyes, embarrassment washes over m