DARIUS POV

Her lips had a peach flavor to them.

Smelt like apples and tasted like peaches, so soft and alluring he felt like munching on them and kissing her forever.

His heart clenched softly as he gently caressed her hair, guiding her tongue in slow rhythmic movements as their lips danced.

Darius didn't want this moment to end, and her soft moan was getting into his head, making him go insane in the worst way possible.

His hand sauntering downwards, he left her hair until he was ...