[Music: Fire By Barns Courtney]
God! I shouldn't be drooling at him in this situation, but I was. Ares King, in a linen shirt, trousers, and leather slippers, was an appetizer before the main course.
Ares took his phone down and walked in like the calmness of the sea before the storm, keeping his eyes only on me as if nothing else mattered.
I rose to my feet, no longer caring about any other shit. When he got close, I placed my hands on his broad shoulder and pressed my lips against his in a soft but passionate connection.
My stiff body relaxed when he kissed me right back with the same intensity. His hand sank into my hair and angled it in a desired position so that our kiss deepened, altering into something more heated than I planned.
We were basically making out at this point, and his tongue tasted every inch of my mouth until I could feel a trail of saliva running down my chin.
I completely forgot we were in the presence of his dad, not until he pulled away.
