Chapter eleven

Their kiss deepened, and the moment she pressed her body against him, his mouth latched onto her slender throat. it earned him a gasp and a sexy whimper... And he continued sucking, devouring as if he wanted her to make those sounds again.

“Chase..." Janet said, almost out of breath. She kissed him even harder. Her fingers sunk into his scalp as she pulled him closer, her finger fisting into his hair. It was as though their closeness wasn't enough.

In a swift motion, they changed positions. Her back now leaned on the door, while he pressed his body to hers.

She felt his hand gliding lower, from the small of her back, down to her bottom. Another gasp was wrenched from her now swollen, red, and moist lips.

Impatiently, Chase carried her as they crashed into furniture, on the way to the bed. Nevertheless, they both seemed not to care about the damage, as they both kept kissing each other.

“You taste so good," Janet said as she kissed him, and using her free hand, she reached removed