ARIA

Ryder doesn't pull away and neither do I, even though I'm breathless from the intensity of our kiss.

His arm is around my waist and his hand is resting on my lower back. My eyes are closed, but I'm seeing stars. Kissing him after avoiding him for so long feels like having a tall glass of water after going days without it.

He sweeps his tongue across my lips and a thrill runs right through me. I part my lips and a small moan escapes me once our tongues finally meet. The sound he makes ...