Petalspov
Her lips were soft.
Too soft.
I froze for a second on top of her, my heart slamming against my ribs. I was about to push myself up-apologize, do something-but then I felt it.
Her arms.
Sliding around my neck.
Pulling me down.
Closer.
Before I could think, her lips pressed into mine again, deeper this time, drunk and warm and desperate.
A groan escaped my throat before I could stop it.
My fingers clenched into the sheets on either side of her head.
I didn't mean to kiss back.
But I did.
I kissed her.
Harder.
Deeper.
Her taste, the faint sweetness of whatever she'd been drinking, the way she sighed into my mouth-it made my mind blank, my pulse roar in my ears.
My hand moved without permission, sliding up her waist, feeling the fabric of her top bunch under my fingers.
I felt her shiver beneath me, and something inside me snapped.
My fingers hooked at the hem of her top, about to tug-
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