Chapter 13

Natalie

Natalie was unable to understand what was going on in Theo’s mind. He seemed nervous, affected somehow. And when she looked up into his eyes, the sharp intake of his breath was very noticeable, and the next she knew, his lips crashed on hers, forcing her to part her lips and allow him access so his tongue could make love to her mouth.

He didn’t disappoint her. His lips were soft, his kiss demanding but not rough, and his tongue prodding, but not dominating.

Natalie could mirror his moves quite easily. She had been kissed a thousand of times in her life, but never ever had anyone kissed her that way. The effect of his kiss was heady, and Natalie’s eyes closed on their own. Her hands made way to his soft locks, but he quickly took her hands, and locked them behind her back, quite painfully, while his palm cupped her cheek and his kiss turned into a rough one, biting on her lower lip.

Natalie was running out of air in her lungs, her legs were weak, and she moaned into Theo’s mout