6

ESTELLE

A thrill ran through me.

I thought I’d be embarrassed and go home defeated, and there was a fat chance he’d deny me, but it was a home run when Linden shut me up and smashed his lips against mine. My legs instantly went weak, my skin buzzing.

It was highly unlikely I could pull a stunt like that. I’d never done and said something so bold because mostly men came to me and flirted with me. Linden, on the other hand, was different, and it was luck that I wore him down on his no one-night stand rule.

When he kissed me with urgency as if he’d been dying to do it for hours, I kissed back with the same hunger, and he was the best kisser by far from the men I’d kissed before.

The subtle pull of the string of my top and the subtle move of his hand down back, clutching my butt as an invitation, made my skin burn with need. I lifted my leg and felt the growing urgency in his bulge and the raw need through his kiss.

While our mouths were busy and our tongues fought for dominance, I