Chapter 30. The Footage

I remember my first kiss with Kian. I had bumped my head against him in his car, and our lips had connected. It was just a slight brush, but it left me wanting more. And I'm happy to be having my more now.

Kian kisses me deeper, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. I moan, pulling at the soft tendrils of his hair. He breaks the kiss, only so that he could latch his lips on my neck, sucking hard. His hands snake under my top, reaching for my bra clad breasts. My toes clench in the flats I wore. I arch my back, pushing my breasts into him. He retracts his lips from my skin, staring at me.

"Why did you stop?", I whine, breaths coming out in short pants.

He tugged at the hem of my top. "Take it off."

I do as he says. "Take off your bra too."

He dives into the valley of my breasts, taking a nipple in his mouth. He sucks greedily, biting and nibbling. I pull hard at his hair. He moves on the next breast, only when the other is covered with hickeys.