Chapter 4

“You’re so beautiful. I wanted you from the moment I saw you.”

I wanted to ask him why me when he could have anyone he wanted, but I was smart enough to know that it would probably spoil the mood. Besides, he was here, touching me, kissing me, saying such beautiful things; what more would I need to be convinced that this smoldering guy wanted me?

“Could you tell that I wanted you back?” I asked with a flirtatious tone.

“Nope, not at all,” he replied while bringing me closer to him.

We kissed some more, our tongues intertwined in a lustful dance. He was such a good kisser—not too light, not too rough, and definitely not sloppy. I normally don’t get so excited while making out, but I could feel myself getting harder and wetter with each and every peck.