194. A WOLF IN MY FANTASIES
VICTORIA
We were just a breath apart, and I saw him lower his face to kiss my cheeks.
He licked my tears with patience, slowly moving toward my lips.
I didn’t stop him—I let him kiss me.
His mouth moved over mine, his tongue tracing the edges, trying to slip inside.
He gently laid me back on the blankets, his hard chest pressing against mine, one hand holding my back and the other gripping my waist.
I felt his weight dominate me, pinning me to the ground, settling between my legs.
His sensual k