Chapter Eighteen

I don’t know why I let him take me home. But maybe deep down inside, I know we have crosses that line and I want this as badly as he does.

He speeds all the way back. As soon as we step into the door, he presses me to the wall and hungrily captures my lips.

I let myself drown in that wild kiss, hands holding on to his broad shoulder as those muscles flex under my palms. I take pleasure at knowing that my touch can bring pleasure to his body.

His tongue slides into my mouth and tangles with mine making erotic watery sound. I moan between breaths and bring my upper thigh slightly higher to rub at his leg craving for more.

I can’t help it. I want his body on me and for us to be closer than we already are.

He groans. “Fuck. If you keep doing that you won’t be able to keep that dress.”

“What?” I tease him giggling. “You’re gonna rip my clothes again? With your teeth?”

I still haven’t forgiven him for ripping off the tag that way in front of my mom and Alex.

He raises his brows at me