I was lost in the way he was kissing me.

I felt frozen in time, and the only thing that I was aware of was how he was touching me– how he was holding me.

He was impacting me more than I could understand, but I wanted it all.

Time had stopped in that moment, and, for once, I never wanted it to start again.

I wasn’t sure how I got into the room; Ethan’s hands roaming my body captured all my attention. His fingers worked at the zipper on my dress as my hands pulled ...