Spirits, his taste was euphoric.
Despite the urge to push him away she let him push her skirts up and dig his fingers into her hair.
Despite the voice telling her that he wasn't fit for her she kissed him open mouthed and gasped for air when her back hit the wall.
Despite the fact that she was heartbroken and full of fire whiskey she told him to get as close as he could, told him she wanted him more than anything, told him she needed him.
The feeling in her chest and her head just wouldn't go away as he sunk his nails into her back, kissing her under the jaw, just the place that made her want to scream.
The high she was on wouldn't even go away when he told her something she never knew she wanted to hear.
He made her feel alive, more than anyone else ever had, more than anyone else ever could.
And before long she was telling him she loved him too.