My breath hitched. All thoughts and words stopped, except for one.
Austin jerked forward pressing me against the curtains, crushing his lips against mine. He tasted like dark chocolate with a hint of tartness. His hand moved up along my jawbone until he fisted my hair. My mouth opened and our tongues met, tasting and teasing. Blood rushed through my body like liquid heat.
I could scarcely believe this was happening. My arms enveloped Austin, pulling him flush against my chest. Touching him, kissing him, was like heaven. Austin moved trailing kisses along my jaw and neck, teasing the lobe of my ear. The scent of him was intoxicating.
"Austin," I breathed.
"Yes?" He stopped what he was doing to glance at me.
"Don't stop." A deep chuckle escaped his throat before he claimed my mouth once more.
- Excerpt from William through Time by Harmke Buursma