Raven quickly realized what he was doing was wrong. But just as he tried to pull away from Azzmi’s lips, she kissed him back, her hand resting on the side of his face.

Their lips met gently, then more passionately. As they kissed, Raven’s hand moved from her neck down her back. The soft sound of her sighing against him made his heart race even faster. He wanted more, but he knew the alcohol was clouding his judgment.

He gently placed his hand on the side of her waist, noticing how sensitive ...