She's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His LunaShe's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His Luna - Chapter 179: Chapter 179

Amelia's pov
The first brush of his lips on mine felt so good that my toes curled and my body instantly melt into his. The chaos in my mind quieted down, and the storm disappeared.
I should have pushed him away then. But I am rooted, completely under his spell.
His hands cup my face, pulling me closer as he tilt his head in a way and pushed his tongue passed his lips to brush between mine. He's asking for entrance to take things further.
And I give it to him happily. Spreading my lips and sighing when his tongue pushes into my mouth. He groaned, one of his hand leaving my face to wrap around my waist and pull me even closer while the other slide down my neck to grip it. My heart pound. Tingles race up my spine and spread out my body like a wildfire.
He tilted my head back, grunting as his lips rolled against mine in a sweet dance. For once in my life, I give control to someone else, I let him take the reins. Butterflies flap their wings wildly up my ribcage.
He pushes me back and my bottom press into a table behind me, his front pressing between my legs and I gasp when I felt him rock hard. That's when reality hits me and I remember who was basically possessing my soul.
My mind screamed at me to stop, to remember that we were enemies and that we hated each other, but my body and heart.....
He's a jerk Amelia. Here he is kissing you while his girlfriend isn't here. Dayna. I may not like her but kissing her boyfriend was wrong. Enjoying it was even worse.
I place my palm on his chest and pushed. He doesn't buck, but I push harder and he detaches his lips from mine, stepping back.
My lips feel bruised and tender from his sweet assault and I try my best to ignore the pulsing he had caused between my legs. I channeled those feelings into anger and without thinking, my palm land straight on his cheek.
He doesn't flinch, he doesn't move. "Asshole! How could you just kiss me like that!?" I hissed, trying to get my heart beat to normal pace.
He lift his hand, but not to touch his cheek where I had smacked, he brushed his fingers across his lips that were now visibly red and swollen from my kisses. My entire body tingles as I remember how sweet his lips had brushed against mine.
I clench my hands into fists and press them against my side as my fingers itch to grab him and bring him to me.
"You were having a panic attack," his voice is soft as his eyes drop to stare at my lips. The flicker of heat that crosses his eyes made me take a step back in fear he'd kiss me again and I'd not be able to stop it this time.
"And you think kissing me would help?" I snapped, flustered and breathing heavily as if I was still in his arms and hadn't left.
His eyes move from my lips to slide up to my eyes. Instantly it feels as if we are in a trance. "You stopped didn't you?" He whispered, taking a step forward, his eyes dropping once more to my lips, he licks his own.
I shivered.
Shaking my head, I turn around to leave but I felt his fingers wrap around my wrist and jerk me back to him. Before I can even finish my shocked yelp his lips land back on mine.
My belly knots and I gasped into his mouth as he quickly thread his fingers through my hair and tilt my head back. I gripped his shirt, my heart hammering in my chest as the assault of feelings take control of my entire body.
I hated that I am never in control of my body when he is around and now that he has completely taken over, I have finally lost all my senses. All the reason.
"I'm not done yet," he groaned, moving us backwards, his hand curving down my spine to my bottom until he gripped the flesh and hoist me up on the table.