Olivia's POV
"FUCK!"
And then his mouth crashed down on mine.
The kiss was an assault - fierce, demanding, absolutely devastating. His lips moved against mine with a desperation that stole the breath from my lungs and the thoughts from my mind.
I was caught completely off guard, my body going rigid with shock for a second. But then something inside me just... broke. Or maybe it ignited. I couldn't tell the difference anymore.
My hands flew up to his hair, fingers burying inside those dark silky strands and pulling him closer, closer, closer. I moaned softly and felt him shudder against me.
Maxwell didn't stop. Didn't pull back to check if I was okay or ask permission. He just kept kissing me like he was a drowning man and I was air, like he'd been starving for this and finally found sustenance.
His tongue swept along my bottom lip and I opened for him without thinking. The moment he dipped inside, tasting me, exploring me, my entire world exploded.
