Chapter 61. Burger Joint

Teyana’s POV

Zayne moved his mouth against mine, kissing me with a fervor that sent my thoughts scattering in every direction. His lips were warm and demanding, his tongue coaxing mine into a rhythm that felt nothing like restraint.

My fingers dug into his shoulders, and then—before I even registered what was happening, he was rising to his feet, lifting me with ease as though I weighed nothing, and pressing me hard against the wall.

The shock of the cool surface met the burn of his body, and I gasped into his mouth. His grip on me was strong, holding me in place as if he dared me to pull away but already knew I wouldn’t. My legs wrapped around his waist without thought, betraying me with how naturally my body fit against his.

“Zayne,” his name fell from my lips as a moan. He welcomed it by squeezing my thighs.

The kiss deepened, raw and hungry, his teeth grazing my lower lip until I whimpered. He swallowed the sound like he needed it.

For