Chapter 86. Call Me Husband

Wyatt gently placed me on the bed and hovered over me before lowering his head to kiss me. His thin and soft lips are firm and demanding, but somehow they molded with mine.

I leaned into the kiss and wrapped my hand around his neck while sighing in bliss. It felt so perfect. Too perfect with him.

Wyatt stuck his tongue into my mouth, and he began to explore my mouth wantonly. His tongue slipped over mine sweetly, our saliva mixing with each other's.

Wyatt didn't let go of my lips until every corner of my mouth had his taste, which I think must be the same with him.

Wyatt parted from me and slowly traced feather kisses from my forehead to my eyes to my nose to my lips, my cheeks, down to my chin, etc., sending tingles through me.

I whined at his teasing. "Wyatt. Don't tease. It hurts." It hurts a lot to crave him.

My hand made its way to his silky black hair, and I weaved my hand through it while whimpering in need. I want him. I want him so much t