JUNIPER'S POV:

As Troy's hands grip my waist, I wrap my hands around his neck with my body pressing against his with urgency. He bites gently on my lower lip and I grant him entrance, feeling his tongue against mine as his hands drop lower on my waist.

He groans in pleasure, then he breaks the kiss, searching my eyes for answers. What we've done burns raw in my mind, and I want nothing more but to continue with it. My body has been starved for a while, and his lips against mine feel too good, ...