She had made him react, and that thrilled her more than it should have.
He shut his eyes and gripped the armrest tightly, his knuckles pressing deeper into the leather, letting her continue this new game.
Her lips dragged upward, grazing his warm skin until his firm upper lip was pressed between both of hers. She sucked the soft flesh, drawing a ragged breath against his mouth. With a second pause there, she was now using her tongue, licking the dip of his cupid's bow, while tightening her grip in his hair, drawing his head slightly forward to close the remaining distance between their lips.
She slid her lips down to capture his lower lip once more, gripping it tightly between her teeth and biting down harder than before, remembering Cassian's almost response. She nipped with fervour until his lip bled.
The drop of copper flooded her senses, hitting her tongue, and strangely, it felt like a potent drug, completely scrambling her brain, and that was when he finally broke.
