Kyomi's POV:

Without warning he turned us over so that I was now positioned under him.

I couldn't respond, couldn't even tell him no. Because deep down inside I wanted it, deep down I really wanted to know what it would feel like to be kissing Dante Clarke.

He slowly lowered his face until his lips were practically touching mine, he stayed like that for a few seconds, neither one of us moving. And then he closed his lips around my bottom lip and gently suċkėd on it, over and over again. My mind was completely lost, never before had I ever felt such pŀėȧsurė. His lips were soft against mine and he used the perfect amount of suction, like he'd done this a million times before. Then he pulled my top lip into his mouth and repeated his actions.

"You taste fuċkɨnġ sweet, you know that Kyomi?"He growled before dipping his head back down and claiming my lips again, this time he slipped his tongue into my mouth and really took a taste of me as he ġrȯȧnėd against my lips.

He moved his mouth from my lips and travelled down to my neck, first he started off with soft kisses and then he started to suck on my skin, I felt my eyes roll back in my head at how good it felt. I gripped his messy soft hair and held on for my dear life.

A knock on my door had my heart racing and I quickly pushed Dante off me.

"Kyomi!" My mother called. "I told you that I have to introduce you to the businessman and his son, why are you taking so long when you asked for just a little time?"

"You have to leave now!" I whisper shouted at Dante, if that even made any sense.

I rushed to the door, realizing I hadn't even locked it, if my mother were to try closing her hands around the handle she could easily come in and catch Dante inside here with me.

I opened the door slightly so that she couldn't see into the room. "I'm sorry mom, I started to feel really sick and ended up lying down for a few minutes. Please just give me like five more minutes and I'll be down there right after."

"Okay, but just five minutes." She finally responded.

I hadn't even closed the door properly when Dante grabbed me from behind and pushed me up against it. Before I had time to react his lips were already on mine, completely devouring me whole like he was starving out of control for me.

"So who's this guy—" He managed to say between kisses. "That your mother wants you to meet." He continued before returning to my neck .

"I-I don't know." I managed to gasp out.

Why was he even asking this?