Chapter 467

  We’re both panting, kissing hard when I flinch at the hard, stone surface against my back as he presses his body against me, having backed me into the wall of the house and it seems to free the animal in me without warning. As though every thought and objection dissipates and all I have is a burning desire engulfing me. My fingers carelessly rip at his bow tie and push his buttons open at his neck, discarding it with no cares as to where it lands. Arrick moves from my mouth to my neck, trailing nibbles and kisses along my throat, sending my fever pitch sky-high as I angle to let him have full access, weakening physically to the burning touch of his mouth on my throat.