CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

25.

His thumb brushed over my lower lip and I hear his breath hitch. Heat rose from my stomach to my chest and my heart definitely skipped a beat as Reed’s lips were closing in. His tongue slipped into my mouth, gentle but demanding, as every inch of my body dissolved into his. He made a throaty sound, half moan, half growl that weakened my core. My fingers girpped his braided hair, pulling him closer. The bed creaked beneath us. The weight of his body on top of mine is extraordinary. I feel him—all of him—pressed against me, and I inhale his shaving cream, his shampoo, and that extra scent that’s just… him. The most delicious smell I could ever imagine. I wanted him. I want him. Unlocking his lips from mine, Reed pulled me further up on the duvet solely to immerse himself in another kiss a second later. His hands explored my skin with a mind of its own.

Insane. This was insane and I was mad for letting this happen. I should be logical about this but I have never wanted something mor