CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Clyde kissed Emma with raw hunger and passion. Her lips parted as she deepened the kiss. He was lost in her. Her lips were so soft and her body was so womanly. Her soul was so pure, and he could feel her emotions from the way she kissed him.

As he ran his hands over her back, over his loose cotton shirt which she was wearing, he felt the press of her lush breasts against his hardened chest. Her brown hair now tumbled in waves, and he had to use his fingers to push them behind her ears.

Emma leaned closer toward him, her arms tightening around his shoulder. Clyde was reckless, so hot, and he had such a strange power over her. One that made him irresistible to kiss.

She didn’t immediately respond when he kissed her because she had been too shocked. But when Clyde tried to draw away, she returned the kiss with force, with all the passion that she had been trying so hard not to feel. She let herself feel it, all of it, and desire overwhelmed her as it had never before.

Cupping her fac