Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Nathan

I had never been so darn happy to hear those words in my entire fucking life. She sat down on my couch, dressed in a flimsy dress that had caught my attention from the minute I stepped in. It was a light cotton dress that clung to her seductive frame, ending inches above her knees.

Her pale sweet thighs winked at me, asking to be touched and dear God, I wanted so badly. I wanted to reach for the low V-neckline and rip it now until her breasts were on full display. Her sweet, generous breasts. My mouth watered at the thought and I stifled a groan that threatened to slip out.

"Kiss me, Nathan," Chloe whispered again and all sane thoughts slipped out the window.

With a tortured groan, I covered the space between us and covered her mouth with mine. And that had to be the best decision I had made all fucking week. Her lips were soft and plump, pressed hotly against mine. That was sweet and all, but I wanted more.

I had spent the entire fucking week getting taunted by