He surged forward, hands scrabbling as he clashed our lips together, not even waiting for me to say anything. It was a filthy kiss, one of teeth and tongue and such bliss that I felt weak in the knees. Edward licked into my mouth and I moaned, pressing himself up against his thigh, desperate for the friction that I needed. My whole body was so deep, so invested in just this one kiss that I could feel my head growing dizzy, another breathy moan passing through until he was suddenly pulling ...