Aira’s POV

“Are you trying to kill me?” I groaned as Chester pushed me in an empty booth the moment everyone had scattered away from us on the dance floor and savagely attacked my lips as if they were only his in the first place.

“Why do you say so?” Chester rasped as he wildly rubbed himself over me.

“You should be sent to hell!” I groaned again as Chester frantically bit and sucked everywhere that his lips touched while roaming around my neck. “You are a ...