His mouth was everywhere.

The moment the door shut behind us, Damon shoved me against the wall, his chest crushing into mine, his breath hot and ragged like he’d been holding it back all night. I barely had a chance to gasp before his lips devoured mine, hungry, desperate, like he needed this kiss to survive.

My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, closer, until there was no space between us. His tongue slid against mine, teasing, claiming, and I let him, I ...