C11 MARKED FOR DEATH.

MAYA'S POV

We both fall to the floor and land too close, our faces inches apart, and our lips just a kiss away. My body moves to settle my weight properly on him, and our lips accidentally brush. Heat floods my inner thighs, I feel like I'm sitting on literal fire. I shamelessly part my lips and close my eyes waiting for him to respond, but he doesn't.

Instead, he turns his head to the side