Chapter 17

Lips smacking, tongue sucking, and moans of arousal. The kitchen of my parents’ house, where only innocent memories had lived before, seemed like the sexiest place on earth with Desmond.

His powerful hands picked me up by my waist and put me on the counter, knocking down some things in the action. With his velvet mouth on my mouth and his hands around my body, I couldn’t care less about a mess.

My fingers dug into the back of his neck. His ability to light my mouth on fire hit differently each time. I would devour that wet pleasure bomb of a tongue of his, for real, if I could.

“Open your mouth a bit more. Let me see that tongue of yours,” He said to me.

My tongue obeyed him like he was its master of pleasure.

As soon as it was out, he attacked it like his prey and sucked hard on it. Maybe he heard my mind because that was exactly what I wanted to do to him. I had my chance when he paused, and I seized his tongue inside his mouth, forcing it to come out of its shelter with unforgiv